ICE FISHING.............

A guy is going ice fishing (it is the winter in Minnesota) and he walks out onto the ice and begins drilling a hole. A loud voice - the voice of God - sounds around him. "There are no fish here!" "Hm," the man thinks, and picks up his things to move to another place on the ice. As he begins drilling his second hole, again he hears, "There are no fish here!" "Must be my lucky day," he thinks. "Someone's looking out for me." And he moves again. As he begins drilling his third hole, the voice rings out, "This is the rink attendant! There are NO FISH HERE!"