Blonde ice fishing
A blonde wanted to go ice fishing. She'd seen many books on
the subject, and finally getting all the necessary tools
together, she made for the ice. After positioning her comfy
footstool, she started to make a circular cut in the ice.
Suddenly, from the sky, a voice boomed, "THERE ARE NO FISH UNDER
THE ICE." Startled, the blonde moved further down the ice,
poured a thermos of cappuccino, and began to cut yet
another hole. Again from the heavens the voice bellowed,
"THERE ARE NO FISH UNDER THE ICE The blonde, now worried, moved away, clear down to the opposite end of the ice. She set up her stool once more and tried again to cut her hole. The> > voice came once more, "THERE ARE NO FISH UNDER THE ICE.” She stopped, looked skyward, and said, "IS THAT YOU LORD? The voice replied, "NO, THIS IS THE MANAGER OF THE HOCKEY RINK"
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