The hillbilly reached into his wallet and produced an Tennessee license.
The warden then reached over and picked up the third duck, sniffed its butt, and said "This ain't no Tennessee duck. This here duck's from Virginia. . You got a Virginia. huntin' license?”
Again the hillbilly reached into his wallet and brought out a Virginia. hunting license.
The game warden was extremely frustrated at this point, and he yelled at the hillbilly “Just where the hell are you from?”
“The hillbilly turned around, bent over, dropped his pants, and said “You tell me, you’re the expert!!”