One local was known for catching his limit every time he went out. Finally one day the Game Warden, a bit suspicious, asked if he could go with him. "Sure," the man replied, "meet me at the dock tomorrow at noon."

The next day the warden joined the man at the dock. He got in his boat, and they proceeded to one of the remotest parts of the lake. The warden noticed the man had a tackle box, but no fishing poles. Just as he was about to say something, the man stopped the boat, opened the tacklebox, pulled out a stick of dynamite, lit it and tossed it overboard. BOOM! As the fish floated to the top, the man proceeded to grab them and toss them in the cooler.

"YOU CAN'T DO THAT!" yelled the warden. "That's highly illegal! You just violated about three dozen federal laws!"

The man looked at the warden, picked up another stick of dynamite, lit it, and tossed it into the Game Warden's lap. Then he said, "You gonna sit there and gripe, or are you gonna fish?"