> A camper was stopped by a DNR Game Warden in
> Michigan as she was returning to her campsite with a
> bucket full of still-alive fish.
> "Do you have a license to catch those fish" the game
> warden asked.
> "No sir. These are my pet fish," the woman replied.
> "Pet fish?" the warden asked.
> "Yes, sir. Every night I take these fish down to the
> lake where I'm camped and let them swim around for a
> while. When they hear my whistle, they jump right
> back into the bucket and I take them back to the
> camp."
> "That's a bunch of baloney," the game warden said as
> he reached for his
> pad of citations.
> The woman looked at the game warden for a moment and
> then said, "If you don't believe me, then follow me
> back to the lake to see how it works."
> Still suspicious, but curious, the game warden
> agreed.
>! ; And so they walked to the lake. There, the woman
> poured the fish into the lake, where they
> disappeared into the water.
> "Okay," said the game warden. "Call them back."
> "Call who back?"
> "The fish," replied the warden.
> "What fish?" asked the woman.

ROFLMAO!!!