from Daly Waters Pub.

[Tassie Daz]

A hillbilly went hunting one day in West Virginia and bagged three ducks. He put them in the bed of his pickup truck and was about to drive home where he was confronted by an ornery game warden who didnt like hillbillies.The game warden ordered to the hillbilly to show his hunting license, and the hillbilly pulled out a valid West Virginia 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 aint from West Virginia . This is a Kentucky duck. You got a Kentuckey huntin license, boy? The hillbilly reached into his wallet and produced a Kentucky hunting license.

The game warden looked at it, then reached over and grabbed the second duck, sniffed its butt, and said, This aint no Kentucky duck. This ducks from Tennessee. You got an Tennessee license?
The hillbilly reached into his wallet and produced an Tennessee license. The warden then reached over and picked up the third duck, sniffed its butt, and said This aint no Tennessee duck. This here ducks from Virginia. . You got a Virginia. huntin license?

Again the hillbilly reached into his wallet and brought out a Virginia. hunting license. The game warden was extremely frustrated at this point, and he yelled at the hillbilly Just where the hell are you from?

The hillbilly turned around, bent over, dropped his pants, and said You tell me, youre the expert!!

 

[Tassie Daz]

I wonder how the experts of sParks make their judgements.......