A police officer pulls into a rancher’s yard near Prince George, gets out, and speaks with the old gentleman who owns it.
He informs the rugged rancher, “I’m here to inspect your ranch for illegally grown drugs.” The rancher says, “Okay, I ain’t got nothing to worry about, but just don’t go in that field over there,” pointing out the location.
The officer’s face goes red, veins pop out on his forehead, and he verbally explodes saying, “Mister, I have the authority of the Federal Government of Canada with me.” Reaching into his pocket, he removes his badge and shoves it right in the rancher’s face. “You see this badge, buddy? This badge means that I am allowed to go wherever I wish, anytime that I want to. No questions asked. No answers given. Have I made myself perfectly clear? Do you understand me?” The rancher nodded his head yes politely, softly apologized, and went about his chores.
A short time later the old rancher heard someone screaming in absolute terror – coming from where he told the policeman not to go. He looked up and saw the officer running for his life, chased by the rancher’s huge prize bull. With every step, the bull was gaining ground on the officer, and it appeared likely that he’d get gored by the bull’s horns long before he could reach safety. The officer was clearly terrified.
The rancher threw down his tools and rushed to the fence as fast as he could to whatever he could to help the officer. He quickly climbed up to the top of the fence, and then yelled at the very top of his voice, “Your badge, officer. Show him your BADGE!”