The same warden came upon Smith fishing without a license, but with a pail full of fish.
“All right buddy,” says the warden. “I’m taking your pole and giving you a citation.”
“Wait a sec there officer, these, uh, these are my pets. I brought them here. They like to stretch their fins swimming in the lake every now and then.”
The warden replied, “You’re telling me these crappie are your pets?”
“Yes sir! When I think they’re shagged, I just whistle `em in. Here let me show you.”
And he dumps them in the lake.
“OK Mr. Smith, call them fish in now.”
“What fish?”
The game warden saw Boudreaux and Thibedeaux fishing on the banks. And he had already cited Boudreaux twice for fishing without a license. So he thought he’d get him again.
Boudreaux saw the warden coming and took off running. It took a while, but eventually the warden ran Boudreaux down, and said “Boudreaux, I’m citing you for fishing without a license again.”
Boudreaux said “But I have a license” and showed it to the game warden.
The Game Warden looked puzzled and said, if you have a license, why did you take off running?
Boudreaux doubled over laughing and said, “I have a license, but Thibedeaux, he ain’t got no license.”