Dane D.

Up in Maine, a man was duck hunting on a weekend. He didn't find many ducks to shoot but he didn't give up. Then he heard a noise. It was the call of a duck! He aimed and shot. Direct hit! He went over to see what he shot. All of a sudden, the warden of the duck hunting reserve came over. "Son, let me see that duck." "Here you are sir," said the man. The warden then turned the dead duck over and stuck his finger up its butt. After a few seconds, he turned to the man and said, "Son this is a Canadian goose. Do you have a lisence to shoot Canadian geese?" "Yes sir I do," said the man. He showed the warden his lisence. "Ok, carry on," the warden said. After a while, the man shot down another duck. The warden came over and asked for the duck. He turned it over and stuck his finger up its butt. After a few seconds, he said, "Son this is a Vermont white-tailed duck. Do you have a lisence to shot Vermont ducks?" "Yes sir I do." He showed the warden his lisence. "All right, continue." After another hour or so, the man shot down yet another duck. Again, the warden came over and asked for the duck. He turned it over and again stuck his finger up its butt. After a few seconds, he said, "Son this is a New Hampshire duck. Do you have a lisence to be shooting New Hampshire ducks?" "Yes sir I do." He showed the warden his lisence. "Well sonny, what part of the country do come from getting all of these lisences?" "Well sir, I don't know," then he turns around, bends over, and pulls down his pants revealing his ass. "You tell me."

funniness: 4.81

rating: PG-13