A hillbilly went hunting one day in Georgia and bagged
> three ducks.  He put them in the bed of his pickup
> truck and was about to drive home when he was
> confronted by an ornery game warden who didn't like
> hillbillies.
>
>
> The game warden ordered the hillbilly to show his
> hunting license; the hillbilly pulled out a valid
> Georgia hunting license.  The game warden looked at
> the license, then reached over and picked up one of
> the ducks, sniffed its butt, and said, 'This duck
> ain't from Georgia.This is a Tennessee duck.  You got
> a Tennessee huntin' license, boy?' The hillbilly
> reached into his wallet and produced a Tennessee
> hunting license.
>
>
>
> The game warden looked at it, then reached over and
> grabbed the second duck, sniffed its butt, And said,
> 'This ain't no Tennessee duck.  This duck's from
> Mississippi.  You got a Mississippi license?' The
> hillbilly reached into his wallet and produced a
> Mississippi hunting license.
>
>
>
> The warden then reached over and picked up the third
> duck, sniffed its butt and said, 'This ain't no
> Mississippi duck.  This here duck's from South
> Carolina .. You got a South Carolina huntin' license?'
> Again the hillbilly reached into his wallet and
> brought out a South Carolina hunting license.  The
> game warden was extremely frustrated at this point,
> and he yelled at the hillbilly, 'Boy, just where the
> hell are you from?' The hillbilly turned around,
> dropped his pants, bent over, and said,'You tell me.
> You're the expert

Dont get it lol