Larry was carrying two buckets of fish from the river when he was stopped by a game warden in the north woods.
"Do you have a license to catch those fish?" asked the warden.
"No, sir," Larry replied. "These are my pet fish."
"Pet fish?" asked the warden.
"Yes, sir," Larry said. "I take these fish down to the river and let them swim around awhile. When I whistle, they jump back in the buckets, and I take them home."
"That's a bunch of hooey!" the warden said. "Fish can't do that."
Larry stared at the warden for a moment and said, "Well, I guess I'll just have to show you. Follow me, and I'll demonstrate how it works."
The warden followed behind in disbelief and watched Larry pour the fish into the water. After several minutes, he said to Larry, "When are you going to call the fish back?"
"What fish?" Larry asked.
"Do you have a license to catch those fish?" asked the warden.
"No, sir," Larry replied. "These are my pet fish."
"Pet fish?" asked the warden.
"Yes, sir," Larry said. "I take these fish down to the river and let them swim around awhile. When I whistle, they jump back in the buckets, and I take them home."
"That's a bunch of hooey!" the warden said. "Fish can't do that."
Larry stared at the warden for a moment and said, "Well, I guess I'll just have to show you. Follow me, and I'll demonstrate how it works."
The warden followed behind in disbelief and watched Larry pour the fish into the water. After several minutes, he said to Larry, "When are you going to call the fish back?"
"What fish?" Larry asked.