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Date: Wed, 25 Apr 2001 03:45:00 -0700 (PDT)
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Subject: FW: Best place to fish
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Subject: FW: Best place to fish


 >
>> >
>> > >
>> > > > A blonde decided she needed something new and
>> > > > different for a winter hobby. She went to the bookstore and
>>bought
>> > > > every
>> > > > book she could find on ice fishing.
>> > > >
>> > > > For weeks she read and studied every book, hoping to become
>>an expert
>> > > in
>> > > > the field. Finally she decided she knew enough, and out she
>>went for
>> > > her
>> > > > first ice fishing trip.
>> > > >
>> > > > She carefully gathered up and packed all the tools and
>>equipment
>> > > needed
>> > > > for the excursion. Each piece of equipment had its own
>>special place
>> > > in
>> > > > her kit.
>> > > >
>> > > > When she got to the ice, she found a quiet little area,
>>placed her
>> > > > padded
>> > > > stool, and carefully laid out her tools. Just as she was
>>about to make
>> > > > her
>> > > > first cut into the ice, a booming voice from the sky
>>bellowed, "There
>> > > are
>> > > > no fish under the ice!" Startled, the blonde grabbed up all
>>her
>> > > > belongings, moved further along the ice, poured some hot
>>chocolate
>> > > from
>> > > > her thermos, and started to cut a new hole. Again the voice
>>from
>>above
>> > > > bellowed, "There are no fish under the ice!"
>> > > >
>> > > > Amazed, the blonde wasn't quite sure what to do, as this
>>certainly
>> > > > wasn't
>> > > > covered in any of her books. She packed up her gear and
>>moved to the
>> > > far
>> > > > side of the ice. Once there, she stopped for a few moments
>>to regain
>> > > her
>> > > > calm. Then she was extremely careful to set everything up
>>perfectly,
>> > > > tools
>> > > > in the right place, chair positioned just so, everything.
>> > > >
>> > > > Just as she was about to cut this new hole, the voice came
>>again,
>> > > "There
>> > > > are no fish under the ice!"
>> > > >
>> > > > Petrified, the blonde looked skyward and asked "Is that you
>>Lord?"
>> > > >
>> > > > The voice boomed back, "No, this is the manager of the
>>skating rink!" 