One day a rather inebriated ice fisherman drilled a hole in the ice and peered into the hole. Suddenly a loud voice from above exclaimed “there are no fish down there”.
He walked several yards away, drilled another hole and once again the voice exclaimed “there are no fish down there.” Taking a swig of beer he moved his gear another 30:yards and drilled another hole. Once again the voice exclaimed “ there are no fish down there either. Looking skyward he asked “God is that you?” “No you idiot,” the voice Replied, “I’m the rink manager”.


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