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Ole’s out duck hunting, when a loon flies over. Ole shoots, Bang, Bang, Bang, and the loon keeps on flying. A few minutes later a game warden comes out of the brush, and says to Ole, “Do you have a hunting license?”
“Ya, sure I do!” says Ole.
“Is there a duck stamp attached to that license?” asks the game warden.
“Ya, dere is!” says Ole.
“Well, let me remind you that we are in the great state of Minnesota, and the loon is the official bird of the great state of Minnesota, and had you shot that loon just now you would be in a lot of trouble. I would have not only given you a very expensive ticket, I would have confiscated your gun and your pickup truck, and you might also have been looking at some jail time. You just remember that the next time a loon flies over you,” the game warden says.
“Yes sir, I vill remember dat!” says Ole.
The game warden leaves, but comes back just a few minutes later. He says to Ole, “Look, I have a question to ask you, and you can answer without any fear of penalty, because I will not have witnessed anything, or have any evidence, but I’ve been a citizen of Minnesota for over 40 years, and I’ve been a game warden for over 20 years, and in all that time I have never shot a loon, so I gotta ask you, have you ever shot a loon?”
“Ya,” says Ole, “I have shot a loon.”
“Did you eat that loon?” the warden asks.
“Ya,” says Ole, “I have eaten a loon.”
“Well, what does a loon taste like?” asks the warden.
“Vell, a loon is kinda tough and gamey. I tink the best I can describe it is dat it’s kind uv a cross between a whooping crane and a bald eagle.”
“Ya, sure I do!” says Ole.
“Is there a duck stamp attached to that license?” asks the game warden.
“Ya, dere is!” says Ole.
“Well, let me remind you that we are in the great state of Minnesota, and the loon is the official bird of the great state of Minnesota, and had you shot that loon just now you would be in a lot of trouble. I would have not only given you a very expensive ticket, I would have confiscated your gun and your pickup truck, and you might also have been looking at some jail time. You just remember that the next time a loon flies over you,” the game warden says.
“Yes sir, I vill remember dat!” says Ole.
The game warden leaves, but comes back just a few minutes later. He says to Ole, “Look, I have a question to ask you, and you can answer without any fear of penalty, because I will not have witnessed anything, or have any evidence, but I’ve been a citizen of Minnesota for over 40 years, and I’ve been a game warden for over 20 years, and in all that time I have never shot a loon, so I gotta ask you, have you ever shot a loon?”
“Ya,” says Ole, “I have shot a loon.”
“Did you eat that loon?” the warden asks.
“Ya,” says Ole, “I have eaten a loon.”
“Well, what does a loon taste like?” asks the warden.
“Vell, a loon is kinda tough and gamey. I tink the best I can describe it is dat it’s kind uv a cross between a whooping crane and a bald eagle.”
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