A hillbilly went hunting one day in Oklahoma and
bagged three ducks. He put them in the bed of his pickup truck and was
about to drive home where he was confronted by an ornery game warden who
didn't like hillbillies.The game warden ordered to the hillbilly
to show his hunting license, and the hillbilly pulled out a valid Oklahoma
hunting license. The game warden looked at the license, then reached
over and picked up one of the ducks, sniffed its butt, and said, "This
duck ain't from Oklahoma. This is a Kansas duck. You got a Kansas
huntin' license, boy?" The hillbilly reached into his wallet and produced a
Kansas hunting license.
The game warden looked at it, then reached over and
grabbed the second duck, sniffed its butt, and said, "This ain't no
Kansas duck. This duck's from Arkansas. You got an Arkansas
The hillbilly reached into his wallet and produced an
Arkansas license. The warden then reached over and picked up the third
duck, sniffed its butt, and said This ain't no Arkansas duck.
This here duck's from South Carolina.
You got a South Carolina huntin' license?"
Again the hillbilly reached into his wallet and
brought out a South Carolina hunting license.
The game warden was extremely frustrated at this
point, and he yelled at the hillbilly "Just where the hell are you from?
"The hillbilly turned around, bent over, dropped his
pants, and said "You tell me, you're the expert!!".