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15 Nov
Ice Fishing

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From: Peter Langston <psl>
Date: Fri, 15 Nov 96 13:35:31 -0800
To: Fun_People
Subject: Ice Fishing

Forwarded-by: Tom Kuhn <>

A drunk decides to go ice fishing, so he gathers his gear and goes walking
around until he finds a big patch of ice. He heads into the center of the
ice and begins to saw a hole.

All of sudden, a loud booming voice comes out of the sky. "You will find no
fish under the ice."

The drunk looks around, but sees no one. He starts sawing again. Once more,
the voice speaks, "As I said before, there are no fish under that ice."

The drunk looks all around, high and low, but can't see a single soul. He
picks up the saw and tries one more time to finish. Before he can even start
cutting, the huge voice interrupts. "I have warned you three times now.
There are no fish!"

The drunk is now flustered and somewhat scared, so he asks the voice, "How
do you know there are no fish? Are you God trying to warn me?"

"No", the voice replied.

"Who are you then?", asked the drunk.

"I am the manager of this hockey rink."

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