A game warden came upon a duck hunter who had bagged 3 ducks and
decided to "enforce the laws pending." He stopped the hunter, flashed his
badge and said, "Looks like you've had a pretty good day. Mind if I inspect
your kill?" The hunter shrugged and handed the ducks to the warden. The
warden took one of the ducks, inserted his finger into the duck's rectum,
pulled it out, sniffed it, and said, "This here's a Washington state duck.
Do you have a Washington state hunting license?" The hunter pulled out his
wallet and calmly showed the warden a Washington state hunting license. The
warden took a second duck, inserted his finger in the bird's rectum, pulled
it out, sniffed it, and said, "This here's an Idaho duck. Do you have an
Idaho state hunting license?" The hunter, a bit put out, produced an Idaho
state hunting license. The warden took a third duck, conducted the same
finger test, and said, "This here's an Oregon state duck. Do you have an
Oregon state hunting license?" Once again, only this time more aggravated,
the hunter produced the appropriate license. The warden, a little miffed at
having struck out, handed the ducks back to the hunter and said, "You've got
all of these licenses, just where the hell are you from?" The hunter dropped
his pants, bent over, and said "You're so smart, YOU tell ME!"
