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A Newfoundlander was stopped by a Game Warden recently with two ice chests full of fish.  
 
He was leavin' a cove well-known for its fishing.  
 
The game warden asked the man, 'Do you have a license to catch those fish?'  
 
'Naw, sir', replied the Newfoundlander. 'I ain't got none of dem dere licenses.  
 
I don't need one.  
 
You must understand, by, dese here is my pet fish.'  
 
'Pet fish?'  
 
'Yeah. Dat's de trut' bye.  
 
Every night, I take dese fish down to de cove, and let 'em swim' round for awhile.  
Den, when I whistles, dey jump right back into dese here ice chests, and I takes 'em home.'  
 
'That's a bunch of hooey! Fish can't do that.'  
 
The Newfoundlander looked at the Game Warden for a moment, and then said, 'It's de trut Mr. Government Man.  
 
I'll show ya. It really works.'  
 
'O.K.', said the Game Warden. 'I've got to see this!'  
 
The Newfoundlander stood on a rock, and poured the fish into the cove.  
 
Then he stood and looked out to sea.  
 
After several minutes, the Game Warden says, 'Well?'  
 
'Well, what?', says the Newfoundlander.  
The Game Warden says, 'When are you going to call them back?'  
 
'Call who back?'  
 
'The FISH', replied the Game Warden!  
 
'What fish?' replied the Newfoundlander.  
 
Moral of the story: Newfoundland Fishermen may not be as smart as some city slickers on de mainland but by the lard tundering jaysus we ain't as dumb as some Government Employees.  
 
Have a great weekend.