The Crafty Cajun

A Cajun was stopped by a game warden in Southern Louisiana recently with two ice chests of fish, leaving a bayou well known for its fishing. The game warden asked the man, "Do you have a license to catch those fish?"

"Naw, ma fren, I ain't got none of dem, no. Dese here are my pet fish."

"Pet fish?"

"Ya. Avery night I take dese here fish down to de bayou and let dem swim 'round for a while. Den I whistle and dey jump rat back inta dis here ice chest and I take dem home."

"That's a bunch of hooey! Fish can't do that!"

The Cajun looked at the game warden for a moment and then said, "It's de truth ma' fren. I'll show you. It really works."

"Okay, I've GOT to see this!"

The Cajun poured the fish into the bayou and stood and waited. After several minutes, the game warden turned to him and said, "Well?"

"Well, what?" Said the Cajun.

"When are you going to call them back?"

"Call who back?"

"The FISH!"












"What fish?"

un huh see we are not as crazy as ya'll think.

Horticattleman":1vhtkwi9 said:

un huh see we are not as crazy as ya'll think.

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Well where was the game warden from?

kjones":6pt8dnfm said:

Horticattleman":6pt8dnfm said:

un huh see we are not as crazy as ya'll think.

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Well where was the game warden from?

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Probablly from up north. Maybe around Shreveport or Many. Z

Reckon it was the same game warden that drove his boat up to the guy fishing with dynamite and told him he could not do that because it was against the law?

The guy lit another stick of dynamite, handed it to the warden and asked, "you gonna fish or talk?" :shock:

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