Most game warden's are mother f*ckers. I have never met a reasonable game warden. I got a trespassing ticket last you, and here's how it went down:

We was hunting on a work friends land. The friends land extended from his house to a powerline that was owned by the electric company. On the other side of the line, a old man owned it. So we walked down the friends driveway and up the powerline. Alittle later the old man walked down the driveway and nailed up Posted Signs. Then returned to his home. I watched him do all this as I stood just inside the powerline on the friends land. Awhile later the game warden shows up as we are all coming off the hill. Needless to say we all got trespassing tickets. We begged him to go to the friends house at the top of the driveway and ask him about the permission and how far his land extended. But the f*cking game warden acted like he couldn't even hear me. Then the son of a b*tch had the nerve to give me his card, and say, "if you know any poachers, you know how to get ahold of me." I just shook my head and walked off thinking, "yeah, f*ck you."

Just my experience with the game warden.

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