sharp as a razor

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 A couple of young fellers were fishing at their special pond 
 off the beaten track when out of the bushes jumped the Game 
 Warden.
 
 Immediately, one of the boys threw his rod down and started 
 running through the woods, and hot on his heels came the 
 Game Warden.
 
 After about a half mile the young man stopped and stooped 
 over with his hands on his thighs to catch his breath and 
 the Game Warden finally caught up to him.
 
 "Let's see yer fishin' license, Boy!!" the Warden gasped.
 
 With that, the fella pulled out his wallet and gave the Game 
 Warden a valid fishing license.
 
 "Well, son," said the Game Warden, "you must be about as dumb 
 as a box of rocks!  You don't have to run from me if you have 
 a valid license!"
 
 "Yes, sir," replied the young feller, "But my friend back 
 there, well, he don't have one ..."