North Dakota Hunting

There was this man who was a professional goose hunter, who was in Kentucky hunting him some geese. When a flock of geese flew over him, he shot one and it fell to the ground. His hunting dog went and retrieved it and brought it back to the hunter. About that time a traveling game warden showed up and asked the hunter how he was doing. The hunter said he was just fine, just hunting geese. The game warden grabbed a hold of the hunters goose and lifted it up and started to smell the goose’s butt and said this is a Kentucky goose. Do you have your Kentucky goose licenses, the hunter said yes sir and handed it to him. The hunter decided that he would take off and go to another state and hunt. So he traveled up to Maine and was out in one of his favorite fields. He hadn’t been there long at all, when a flock flew over him. He raised his shot gun and shot one, it fell to the ground. And his hunting dog went and retrieved the goose for the hunter. About that time the same game warden who he had met with in Kentucky showed up. And went up to the hunter, and once again asked how he was doing. And the hunter replied once again with fine, just hunting geese. And just like last time the game warden grabbed the goose and lifted it up in the air and smelled the goose’s butt and said this is a Maine goose. Do you have your Maine goose licenses, the hunter replied yes sir and handed it to him. And then the hunter decided to move to another spot, so he decided to make a trip to North Dakota. And when he got to North Dakota, he went to his favorite hunting field. He had been there for about a half an hour when a flock flew over him. And he raised his shot gun and shot one. And just like always his hunting dog went and retrieved the goose for the hunter. And about that time the same game warden showed up, and gave the hunter a strange look but still asked him how he was doing. The hunter replied just fine, just hunting geese. And without waiting, the game warden reached down and grabbed the goose lifted it up in the air and smelled the goose’s butt. And said this is a North Dakota goose, do you have your North Dakota goose license. The hunter replied yes sir here it is, and handed it to him. Then the game warden said sir now just exactly where are you from, I’ve seen you in Kentucky, Maine and now North Dakota. The hunter looked at the game warden and without any hesitation dropped his pants and bent over. And said you tell me.