A couple of young men were fishing when out jumped the Game Warden.
Immediately, one of the boys threw his rod down and was off like a shot with the Game Warden hot on his heels. After about a half mile the young man stopped to catch his breath. Seconds later the Game Warden grabbed him by the arm.
“Let’s see you fishing license!” the Warden said. With that, the young man pulled out his wallet and gave the Game Warden a valid fishing license.
The Game Warden scratched his head. “Young man,” he said, “you don’t have to run from me if you have a valid license!”
“Yes, sir,” replied the young man, putting away his license. “But my friend back there, well, he didn’t have one…”