One day, a fellow at the local bar had a bit too much to drink and decided to go ice fishing. He staggered out onto the ice and drilled a hole. As he peered into the hole, a loud voice called out, “There are no fish down there.â€
The drunk walked several yards away and drilled another hole and peered into the hole and again the voice said, “There are no fish down there.â€
He then walked about 50 yards away and drilled another hole and again the voice said, “There are no fish down there.â€
He looked up into the sky and asked, “God, is that you?â€
“No, you idiot,†the voice said, “This is a skating rink and I’m the rink manager.â€