A couple of boys were fishing at their
special pond off the beaten track. All of
a sudden, the Game Warden jumped out of
the bushes. Immediately, one of the boys
threw his rod down and started running
through the woods like a bat out of hell.
The Game Warden was hot on his heels.

After about a half mile, the boy stopped
and stooped over with his hands on his
thighs to catch his breath, so the Game
Warden finally caught up to him. "Let's
see yer fishin' license, little man!"
the Warden gasped.

With that, the boy pulled out his wallet
and gave the Game Warden a valid fishing
license.

"Well, son," said the Game Warden, "you
must be about 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 man, "but
my friend back there, well, he don't have
one."

A response to a corny pick-up line.

Male: So, what do you do for a living?
Female: I'm a female impersonator.