A Sri Lankan guy went hunting one day in Ontario and bagged three ducks. He put them in the bed of his pickup truck and was about to drive home when he was confronted by a game warden who didn't like Asians.
The game warden ordered the SL guy to show his hunting license, so the Sri Lankan man pulled out a valid Ontario hunting license.
The game warden looked carefully at the license, then reached over and picked up one of the ducks, sniffed its butt, and said: "This duck isn't from Ontario. This is a Quebec duck. You got a Quebec hunting license, boy?" The Sri Lankan 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 is from Manitoba. You got a Manitoba license?" The SL guy silently 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 duck's here from Nova Scotia. You got a Nova Scotia hunting license?" Again the SL man reached into his wallet and brought out a Nova Scotia hunting license.
The game warden was extremely frustrated at this point, and he yelled at the Sri Lankan: "Just tell me where the hell are you from?"
The Sri Lankan smiled turned around, bent over, dropped his pants, and said: "You tell me, you're the expert."
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