Boudreaux...........

Boudreaux was stopped by a game- warden in South Louisiana recently with two buckets of fish leaving a bayou well known for its fishing.

Boudreaux, "Do you have a license to catch those fish?"

Boudreaux replied to the game warden, "No, sir. These are my pet fish."

"Pet fish?!" the warden asked. "Yes, sir. Every night I take these here fish down to the bayou and let them swim around for a while. I whistle and they jump back into their buckets, and I take them home.

" "That's a bunch of hooey!; fish can't do that!"

Boudreaux looked at the game warden for a moment, and then said, "Here, I'll show you. It really works."

"O.K. I've GOT to see this!" The game warden was curious now. Boudreaux poured the fish into the lake and stood and waited.

After several minutes, the game warden turned to Boudreaux and said, "Well?"

"Well, What?" Boudreaux responded.

"When are you going to call them back?" The game warden prompted.

"Call who back?" Boudreaux asked.

"The fish." replied the warden.

"What fish?" Boudreaux asked.