Two friends are catfishing in a river in the piney woods of Deep East Texas when a game warden walks up on them and asks to see their fishing licenses. Well, one of them takes off running like a scalded dog and the game warden takes off after him in hot pursuit. The chase goes on for half an hour through briars, brambles, nettle, sloughs and every such thing you can think of.
Finally, the fisherman stops and the game warden catches up to him. They’re both standing there bent over with their hands on their knees, huffing and puffing. The fisherman reaches in his pocket and pulls out his fishing license, holds it out to the game warden and says,”You wanted to see this?” The game warden is stunned and asks, “If you have a license, why the heck did you run?” The fisherman says, “‘Cause my buddy doesn’t have one.”
Tom