This older fellow named Joe had a quite a reputation as an expert fisherman. All the townsfolk nicknamed him "the best fisherman in town".
Well, one day the county got a new game warden, and his curiosity got the better of him concerning Joe's reputation. So he asked Joe if he'd be willing to let him tag along the next time he went fishing. Old Joe says "Sure, we'll meet up at the lake at 5:30 A.M. tommorrow."
Come the next morning, the two of them meet up and get right out to the middle of the lake by 6:00. Joe opens the tackle box, pulls out a stick a dynamite and a match, lights the stick, and throws it into the lake. BOOM!! The blast sends all the fish in the vicinity floating to the top, and then Joe trolls around and starts to pick them up. The game warden looks at Joe and says, "I should haul you in for this. It's completely illegal, and you'll be fined heavily for it. Hopefully even some jail time."
Ole' Joe simply reached for another stick. Which he proceeded to light and pass off to the warden. Then he spoke, "I thought we came out here to do some fishing. So, are we going to go fishing, or are we going to talk politics?"
In a while, Chet.