Blonde goes ice fishing
There was once a blonde that wanted to go ice fishing. So, after reading many books on the subject and gathering all of the necessary equipment, she walked to the nearest frozen lake.
She started to cut a circle in the ice when suddenly, as if from the sky, a voice boomed out, HEY, YOU, THERE ARE NO FISH THERE!
Startled, the blonde moved further down the ice, poured a cup of cappuccino from her Thermos, and began to cut another hole. Again, a voice boomed, THERE ARE NO FISH THERE!
The blonde, now worried, moved to the opposite end of the ice, and once again tried to cut the ice hole. Once more, the voice said, THERE ARE NO FISH THERE!
The blonde stopped, looked up at the sky and said, Who are you, are you God? The voice replied, NO, I AM THE OWNER OF THIS ICE RINK!
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