Fishing license

    A couple of young fellows were fishing at a secluded pond off the beaten track when out of the bushes jumped the game warden!

    Immediately, one of the boys threw his rod down and started running through the woods, and hot on his heels came the game warden.

    After about half a mile the fellow stopped and stooped over with his hands on his thighs to catch his breath and the game warden finally caught up to him.

    “Let’s see your fishing license, Boy!” the game warden gasped.

    With that, the fella pulled out his wallet and gave the game warden a valid fishing license.

    “Well, son,” said the game warden, “ You must be as dumb as a box of rocks! You don’t have to run from me if you have a valid license!”

    “Yes Sir,” replied the young fellow. “But my friend back there, well, he doesn’t have one.”

    Catching the bear

    Two men went bear hunting. While one stayed in the cabin, the other went out looking for a bear. He soon found a huge bear, shot at it but only wounded it.

    The enraged bear charged toward him, he dropped his rifle and started running for the cabin as fast as he could. He ran pretty fast but the bear was just a little faster and gained on him with every step. Just as he reached the open cabin door, he tripped and fell flat on his face.

    Too close behind to stop, the bear tripped over him and went rolling into the cabin.

    The man jumped up, closed the cabin door and yelled to his friend inside: “You skin this one while I go and get another!”