A duck hunter is doing some hunting where Washington, Oregon and Wyoming meet. He gets his three-bird limit but as he loads up to leave a Washington State Game Warden stops him.
The Game Warden asks to see his birds and Washington hunting license. While everything appears to be above board, the Warden decides to have a little fun with the hunter. He proceeds to put a finger up the ass of each of the three birds and then announces: "Sir, do you realize that you not only have a Washington bird here, but you have one each from Oregon and Wyoming. Do you have licenses for Oregon and Wyoming?"
To the Warden's amazement, the man produces the necessary licenses. The Warden shakes his head. "That's a lot of licenses. If you don't mind my asking, sir, where are you from?"
The hunter drops his pants and moons the Warden. "Why don't you tell me?"