A Jamaican went hunting one day
in Georgia & bagged three ducks.
He put them in his pickup & was
about 2 drive home when he was
confronted by a game warden
who didn't like Jamaicans. The
game warden ordered him 2 show
his hunting license, & d Jamaican
pulled out a valid Georgia hunting
license. The game warden looked
at d license, then reached over &
picked up one of d ducks, sniffed
its butt, & said, "This duck ain't
from Georgia. This is a Alabama
duck. You got a Alabama huntin'
license, boy?" The Jamaican
reached into his wallet & produced
an Alabama hunting license.... The
game warden looked at it, then
reached over & grabbed d second
duck, sniffed its butt & said "This
ain't no Georgia duck. This duck's
from Florida.. You got a Florida
license?" The Jamaican reached
into wallet & produced a Florida
hunting license. The warden then
reached over & picked up d third
duck, sniffed its butt, & said, "This
ain't no Georgia duck. This here
duck's from North Carolina. You
got a North Carolina huntin'
license?" Again d Jamaican reached
into his wallet & brought out a
North Carolina hunting license. The
game warden was extremely
frustrated at this point, & he yelled
at d Jamaican"Just where d hell are
you from???!!!" The Jamaican
turned around, dropped his pants,
bent over & said, "You tell me,
you're d expert."
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