A crab story
September 24th 2008 03:17
Here's one you may like...
A Maryland guy was leaving the bay with an ice chest full of illegal sized crabs when he was stopped by a game warden.
The game warden asked the man, "Do you have a license to catch those crabs?"
"I don't need no license. These here are my pet crabs."
"Pet crabs?"
"Yep. Every night I take 'em down to the bay and let 'em swim around for a while. Then I whistle and they jump back into the ice chest."
"Crabs can't do that!"
The man looked at the game warden for a moment and said, "It's God-honest truth. I'll show you. "
"This, I've GOT to see."
The man poured the crabs into the water and waited.
After several minutes, the game warden turned toward him. "Well?"
"Well, what?" answered the man.
"When are you going to call them back?"
"Call who back?"
"The crabs!"
"What crabs?"
The game warden asked the man, "Do you have a license to catch those crabs?"
"I don't need no license. These here are my pet crabs."
"Pet crabs?"
"Yep. Every night I take 'em down to the bay and let 'em swim around for a while. Then I whistle and they jump back into the ice chest."
"Crabs can't do that!"
"This, I've GOT to see."
The man poured the crabs into the water and waited.
After several minutes, the game warden turned toward him. "Well?"
"Well, what?" answered the man.
"When are you going to call them back?"
"Call who back?"
"The crabs!"
"What crabs?"
Until next time--watch yourself and watch your line!
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