A person with two buckets of fish was leaving a lake well-known for its fishing and was stopped by a recreation warden.
The warden requested the person, “Do you will have a license to catch these fish?”
The person replied to the sport warden, “No, sir. These are my pet fish.”
“Pet fish?!” the warden replied.
“Sure, sir. Each evening I take these fish right down to this lake and allow them to swim round for a couple of half-hour, After I whistle, all of them come again, leap again into my buckets, and I take ’em house.
We do that each evening.”
“That’s a bunch of hooey,” stated the warden.
“Fish can’t try this!”
“No, actually! says the person. “Right here, I’ll present you.”
And he releases the fish within the lake.
“Properly, I’ve GOT to see this!” the sport warden replied.
The person and the warden stood and waited.
After a number of minutes, the sport warden turned to the person and stated, “Properly?”
“Properly, what?” the person requested.
“When are you going to name them again?” the sport warden huffs.
“Name who again?” the person requested.
“The FISH.”
“What fish?”