"Okay, but don’t go in that field over there."
Reaching into his pocket, he removed his badge and said, "Mister, I have the authority of the Federal Government with me. This badge means I am allowed to go wherever I wish, on any land."
The rancher nodded politely. "I’m sorry," and with that he went about his chores. A short time later, the old rancher heard loud screams. He looked up and saw the DEA officer running for his life with the rancher’s big Santa Gertrudis bull in hot pursuit.
The rancher threw down his tools, ran to the fence and yelled at the top of his lungs, "Show him your BADGE officer, show him your badge."
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