One morning, My ex-husband returns the boat to our lakeside cabin, after a long day of fishing.
Although not familiar with the lake or fishing, I decide to take the boat out.
I motor out a short distance, set the anchors, put my feet up,
and begin to read my book.
The peace and solitude are magnificent.
Along comes a Fish and Game Warden in his boat.
He pulls up alongside me and says, 'Good morning, Ma'am. What are you doing?'
'Reading a book,' I say, (thinking, 'Isn't that obvious?')
'You're in a Restricted Fishing Area,' he informs me.
I'm sorry, officer, but I'm not fishing. I'm reading.'
Yes, but I see you have all the equipment.
For all I know you could start at any moment.
I'll have to take you in and write you up.'
Of coarse i say 'If you do that, I'll have to charge you with sexual assault,'.
But I haven't even touched you,' says the Game Warden.
That's true, but you have all the equipment.
For all I know you could start at any moment.'
'Have a nice day ma'am,' and he left.
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