Santa's Hunting License

A Santa Singh went hunting one day in Ontario 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 just didn't like Santa Singh. The game warden ordered the Santa Singh to show his hunting license, and the Santa Singh pulled out a valid Ontario 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 Ontario.

This is a Quebec duck. You got a Quebec hunting' license, boy?"

The Santa Singh reached into his wallet and produced a Quebec 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 Quebec duck. This Duck's from

Manitoba. You got a Manitoba license?"

The Santa Singh reached into his wallet and produced a Manitoba hunting license. The warden then reached over and picked up the third duck, sniffed its butt, and said, "This ain't no Manitoba duck. This here duck's from Nova Scotia. You got a Nova Scotia huntin' license?"

Again the Santa Singh reached into his wallet  and brought out a Nova Scotia

hunting license. The game warden was extremely frustrated at this point, and he yelled at theSanta Singh "Just where the hell are you from?"

The Santa Singh turned around, bent over, dropped his pants showing his butt and said, "You tell me, you're the expert???"

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