Hunting

[Rondy]

A hunter went hunting one day in Scotland and bagged three ducks. He put them in the bed of his truck and was about to drive home where he was confronted by a game warden who didn't like hunters.
The game warden ordered to the hunter to show his hunting license, and the hunter pulled out a valid Scottish hunting licence. The game warden looked at the licence, then reached over and picked up one of the ducks, sniffed it's butt, and said, "This duck ain't from Scotland. This is a Yorkshire duck. You got a Yorkshire hunting licence, boy?" The hunter reached into his wallet and produced a Yorkshire hunting license.
The game warden looked at it, then reached over and grabbed the second duck, sniffed it's butt, and said "This ain't no Yorkshire duck. This duck's from Lancashire. You got an Lancashire licence?" The hunter reached into his wallet and produced an Lancashire licence.
The warden then reached over and picked up the third duck.
"This duck's from Wales. You got a Welsh hunting licence?" Again the hunter reached into his wallet and brought out a Wales hunting licence.
The game warden was extremely frustrated at this point, and he yelled at the hunter, "Just where are you from?" The hunter turned around, bent over, dropped his pants, and said,
"You tell me, you're the expert!"

[ZebuSanctuary]

LOL... Was he from Boggy Bottom (Herts) ??

[Hopkirk]

or Pratts Bottom (Kent).