The forum needs a little humor.

Clem was small game hunting in the woods right around the border area of North Carolina, South Carolina, and Georgia.

He had just shot a possum and was putting it in his game bag when the game warden approached. The game warden says, "Whatcha got there, son?"

Clem says, "Just doin' a little hunting. I got me a couple squirrels, a rabbit, and this here possum."

The game warden grabs the possum, sticks his finger up its rump, sniffs it, the says, "This here possum is from is from Georgia, you got a Georgia hunting license boy?" Clem pulls out his Georgia license and hands it over.

The game warden then grabbed a squirrel out of his bag, sticks a finger up it’s a$s, sniffs it, and say, "This here squirrel is from South Carolina, you got a South Carolina hunting license boy?" Clem pulls out his South Carolina license and hands it over.

The game warden then grabbed the rabbit, stuck his finger up its rump, sniffed it, and says, This here rabbit is from North Carolina, you got a North Carolina hunting license boy?" Clem pulls out his North Carolina hunting license and hands it over.

The game warden is finally satisfied that his paperwork is in order. He gives it all back to Clem and says, "Where are you from boy?"

Clem pulls his pants down, turns around and says, "Why don't you tell me!"

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Cheers, RickO