Delbert went hunting one day in Oklahoma 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.
And if there were a book about hillbillies Delbert would have written it. The game warden ordered to Delbert to show his hunting license, and
Delbert pulled out a valid Oklahoma 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 Oklahoma. This is a Kansas duck. You got a Kansas huntin' license, boy?" Delbert reached into his wallet and produced a Kansas 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 Kansas duck. This duck's from Arkansas. You got an Arkansas license?" Delbert reached into his wallet and produced an Arkansas hunting license. The warden then reached over and picked up the third duck, sniffed its butt, and said This ain't no Arkansas duck. This here duck's from South Carolina. You got a South Carolina huntin' license?" Again Delbert 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 Delbert "Just where the heck are you from boy?" Delbert turned around, bent over, dropped his pants, and said "Your the expert, you tell me
Delbert's Quote Of The Week: "I've learned that the people you care most about in life are taken from you too soon and all the less important ones just never go away. And the real pains in the butt are permanent."
