A man with two buckets of fish was leaving Aransas beach on the Texas Gulf Coast, well known for its fishing, and was stopped by a game warden.
The warden asked the man, “Do you have a license to catch those fish?”
The man replied to the game warden, “No, sir. These are my pet fish.”
“Pet fish?!” the warden replied.
“Yes, sir. Every night I take these fish down to this beach and let them swim around for about a half-hour. When I whistle, they all come back, jump back into my buckets, and I take ’em home. We do this every night.”
“That’s a bunch of hooey,” said the warden. “Fish can’t do that!”
“No, really! says the man. “Here, I’ll show you.” And he releases the fish in the ocean.
“Well, I’ve GOT to see this!” the game warden replied.
The man and the warden stood and waited. After several minutes, the game warden turned to the man and said, “Well?”
“Well, what?” the man asked.
“When are you going to call them back?” the game warden huffs.
“Call who back?” the man asked.
“The FISH.” 🐠
“What fish?”
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That’s a good one. Those wardens around Port A are tough. My dad and I were in the back channels fishing for spec trout and a warden came up in a small aluminum boat and checked out our license and our catch. I should have used this skit on him.
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It’s probably best you didn’t 😃
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