Jim had an awful day fishing, sitting on the lake all day without a single bite. On his way home, he stopped at the supermarket and ordered four catfish. He told the fish salesman, "Pick out the four largest ones and throw them at me, will you?"
"Ok. But, why do you want me to throw them at you?"
"Because I want to tell my wife that I caught them."
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Ole was stopped by a game warden in Northern Minnesota recently leaving a lake well known for its Walleye and he had two buckets of fish.
The game warden asked, "Do you have a license to catch those fish?"
Ole replied, "No, sir! I didn't catch em. Dese here are my pet fish."
"Pet fish?" the warden replied.
"Ya sure, you betcha." answered Ole. "Every night I take dese fish here down to da lake and let dem svim around for a while.
Den I vhistle and dey yump back into deir buckets and I take dem home."
"That's a bunch of hooey. Fish can't do that." said the game warden.
Ole looked at the game warden with an expression of great hurt, and then said, "Yumpin Yimminy! Vell den, I'll jus show you den.
It really does vork, don'tcha know?"
"O.K. I've got to see this!," said the warden.
The game warden was really curious now. So Ole poured the fish into the lake and stood waiting.
After several minutes, the game warden turned to Ole and said, "Well?"
"Vell vhat?" responded Ole.
"When are you going to call them back?"
"Call who back?" asked Ole.
"The fish!"
"Vhat fish?"
