kathydwells
Darlene is my middle name, not my nickname
A HILLBILLY WENT HUNTING ONE DAY, IN KENTUCKY, AND BAGGED THREE DUCKS. HE PUT THEM IN THE BED OF HIS PICKUP TRUCK AND WAS ABOUT TO DRIVE HOME, WHEN HE WAS CONFRONTED BY AN ORNERY GAME WARDEN, WHO DIDN'T LIKE HILLBILLIES.
THE GAME WAREDEN ORDERED THE HILLBILLY TO SHOW HIS HUNTING LICENSE. THE HILLBILLY PULLED OUT A VALID KENTUCKY HUNTING LICENSE.
THE GAME WARDEN LOOKED AT THE LICENSE, THEN, REACHED OVER AND PICKED UP ONE OF THE DUCKS, SNIFFED IT'S BUTT AND SAID, "THIS DUCK AIN'T FROM KENTUCKY. THIS IS A TENNESSEE DUCK! YOU GOT A TENNESSEE HUNTIN' LICENSE, BOY?"
THE HILLBILLY REACHED INTO HIS WALLET AND PRODUCED A TENNESSEE HUNTING LICENSE.
THE GAME WARDEN LOOKED AT IT, THEN REACHED OVER AND GRABBED THE SECOND DUCK. HE SNIFFED IT AND SAID, "THIS AIN'T NO TENNESSEE DUCK! THIS HERE DUCK'S FROM MISSISSIPPI. YOU GOT A MISSISSIPPI LICENSE?"
THE HILLBILLY REACHED INTO HIS WALLET AND PRODUCED A MISSISSIPPI HUNTING LICENSE.
THEN, THE WARDEN REACHED OVER AND PICKED UP THE THIRD DUCK, SNIFFED IT'S BUTT AND SAID, "THIS AIN'T NO MISSISSIPPI DUCK, BOY. THIS HERE DUCK'S FROM SOUTH CAROLINA. YOU GOT A SOUTH CAROLINA HUNTIN' LICENSE?"
ONCE AGAIN, THE HILLBILLY REACHED INTO HIS WALLET AND BROUGHT OUT THE APPROPRIATE HUNTING LICENSE.
THE GAME WARDEN WAS EXTREMELY FRUSTRATED AT THIS POINT AND STARTED YELLING AT THE HILLBILLY. "BOY, JUST WHERE THE HELL YOU FROM?"
THE HILLBILLY TURNED AROUND, BENT OVER, DROPPED HIS PANTS AND SAID, "YOU TELL ME, YOU'RE THE EXPERT!!
THE GAME WAREDEN ORDERED THE HILLBILLY TO SHOW HIS HUNTING LICENSE. THE HILLBILLY PULLED OUT A VALID KENTUCKY HUNTING LICENSE.
THE GAME WARDEN LOOKED AT THE LICENSE, THEN, REACHED OVER AND PICKED UP ONE OF THE DUCKS, SNIFFED IT'S BUTT AND SAID, "THIS DUCK AIN'T FROM KENTUCKY. THIS IS A TENNESSEE DUCK! YOU GOT A TENNESSEE HUNTIN' LICENSE, BOY?"
THE HILLBILLY REACHED INTO HIS WALLET AND PRODUCED A TENNESSEE HUNTING LICENSE.
THE GAME WARDEN LOOKED AT IT, THEN REACHED OVER AND GRABBED THE SECOND DUCK. HE SNIFFED IT AND SAID, "THIS AIN'T NO TENNESSEE DUCK! THIS HERE DUCK'S FROM MISSISSIPPI. YOU GOT A MISSISSIPPI LICENSE?"
THE HILLBILLY REACHED INTO HIS WALLET AND PRODUCED A MISSISSIPPI HUNTING LICENSE.
THEN, THE WARDEN REACHED OVER AND PICKED UP THE THIRD DUCK, SNIFFED IT'S BUTT AND SAID, "THIS AIN'T NO MISSISSIPPI DUCK, BOY. THIS HERE DUCK'S FROM SOUTH CAROLINA. YOU GOT A SOUTH CAROLINA HUNTIN' LICENSE?"
ONCE AGAIN, THE HILLBILLY REACHED INTO HIS WALLET AND BROUGHT OUT THE APPROPRIATE HUNTING LICENSE.
THE GAME WARDEN WAS EXTREMELY FRUSTRATED AT THIS POINT AND STARTED YELLING AT THE HILLBILLY. "BOY, JUST WHERE THE HELL YOU FROM?"
THE HILLBILLY TURNED AROUND, BENT OVER, DROPPED HIS PANTS AND SAID, "YOU TELL ME, YOU'RE THE EXPERT!!
So did Tennessee, have to go to upper East Tennessee to find them.
