You want fishing licenses
Three blondes have been sitting by the aspect of a river holding fishing poles with the strains within the water.
A recreation warden got here up behind them, tapped one on the shoulder and stated,
“Excuse me, women, I’d prefer to see your fishing licenses.”
“We don’t have any.” replied the primary blonde.
“Properly, for those who’re going to fish, you want fishing licenses.”
“However officer,” replied the second blonde,
“we aren’t fishing. All of us have magnets on the finish of our strains and we’re gathering particles off the underside of the river.”
The warden lifted up all of the strains and, positive sufficient, there have been magnets tied on the tip of every line.
“Properly, I do know of no regulation towards it,” stated the warden,
“take all of the particles you need.” And with that, he left.
As quickly as he was out of sight, the three blondes began laughing hysterically.
“What a dumb cop,” the second blonde stated to the opposite two, “doesn’t he know that there are steelhead trout on this river?!”
