A very pretty blonde is going through a midlife crisis and wants to do something different with her life. So she goes through the million things a person with a midlife risk goes through and decides on ice fishing.
She goes to the sporting goods store, purchases the pole, tip ups, gas powered auger, a boom on ice fishing(pictures included) various flies and nymphs(that confused her, but that is for another day) and off to the ice she goes.
She unpacks everything, gets out the auger and before she has a chance to cut a hole she hears, “There’s no fish under the ice!” looking around and seeing no one, she returns to the task at hand. Again she hears, “There’s no fish under the ice!” Now she is totally confused. Thinking that maybe it is the word of God, she moves her gear a few feet, picks up the auger and before she has the chance to cut a hole she once again hears, “There’s no fish under the ice!”
So she looks up and shouts, “God is that you?” “No, it’s the rink manager and there is no fish under the ice!”