Okay, here's one for you ...
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Cajun and the Game Warden
A Cajun, leaving a bayou, was recently stopped by a Game Warden in Southern Louisiana. The Cajun had two ice chests of fish. The Game Warden asked The man, "Do you have a license to catch those fish?"
The Cajun replied, "Naw, ma fren, I ain't got none of dem, no. Dese Here my pet fish."
"Pet fish?" the warden replied.
"Ya, man. Ev-a-ery night I take dese here fish down to de bayou and let dem swim 'round for a while. I whistle and dey jump rat back into dere ice chests and I take dem home."
"That's a bunch of hooey!" The Game Warden says. "Fish can't do that!"
The Cajun looked at the Game Warden for a moment and then said, "Tha's De truth, ma fren. I show you. It really work."
"Okay, I've GOT to see this!" the curious Game Warden said.
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, wha'?" said the Cajun.
"When are you going to call them back? the Game Warden asked.
"Call who back?" the Cajun asked.
"The FISH!"
"Wha' fish?"