A smart guy went hunting one day in Ontario and bagged three ducks. He put them in the back of his pickup truck and was about to drive home when he was confronted by a game warden who didn't like smart guys.
The game warden ordered him to show his hunting license and the smart guy pulled out a valid Ontario 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 Ontario. This is a Quebec duck. You got a Quebec hunting license, boy??"
The smart guy reached into his wallet and produced a Quebec 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 Quebec duck. This duck's from Manitoba. You got a Manitoba license??"
The smart guy reached into his wallet and produced a Manitoba hunting license. The warden then reached over and picked up the third duck, sniffed its butt, and said "this ain't no Manitoba duck. This here duck's from Nova Scotia. You got a Nova Scotia hunting license??"
Again the smart guy reached into his wallet keeping calm and patience and brought out a Nova Scotia license.
The game warden was extremely frustrated at this point, and he yelled at the smart guy "just where the hell are you from??"
The smart guy smiled, turned around, bent over, dropped his pants showing his butt and said,
"Sniff for yourself, you are the expert."
The game warden ordered him to show his hunting license and the smart guy pulled out a valid Ontario 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 Ontario. This is a Quebec duck. You got a Quebec hunting license, boy??"
The smart guy reached into his wallet and produced a Quebec 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 Quebec duck. This duck's from Manitoba. You got a Manitoba license??"
The smart guy reached into his wallet and produced a Manitoba hunting license. The warden then reached over and picked up the third duck, sniffed its butt, and said "this ain't no Manitoba duck. This here duck's from Nova Scotia. You got a Nova Scotia hunting license??"
Again the smart guy reached into his wallet keeping calm and patience and brought out a Nova Scotia license.
The game warden was extremely frustrated at this point, and he yelled at the smart guy "just where the hell are you from??"
The smart guy smiled, turned around, bent over, dropped his pants showing his butt and said,
"Sniff for yourself, you are the expert."
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