I have a crazy day today, folks. Too much going on that I am obligated to participate in. We’ll get back to our Saturday livestreams next week!

This sounds like it’s gonna be right down my alley, as long as they don’t shove some trans warthogs into the story or anything.

My grandpappy was found fishing on the bank of a lake by a police officer. His bucket was full of fish.

Officer: “Hey there, old timer. Do you have a fishing license?”

Grandpappy: “Nope. These are my fish. I brought them from home.”

Officer: “You brought them from home? Whaddya mean you brought them from home?”

Grandpappy: “I come here every day, let the fish swim around in the lake for a bit, and then I call them back.”

Officer: “You call them back??”

Grandpappy: “Yeah, that’s right. I whistle and they come back and jump right back in the bucket.”

Officer: “Ok then, show me.”

So Grandpappy calmly empties the bucket into the lake and then sits back and waits.

After a moment or two, the officer says, “Well?”

Grandpappy: “Well what?”

Officer: “Aren’t you gonna call the fish back?”

Grandpappy: “What fish?”