Clown goes ice fishing – Just like business, the secret to successful ice fishing is location, location, location … and the clown learns where *not* to fish!
A clown wanted to go ice fishing. He’d seen many books on the subject, and finally getting all the necessary tools together, she made for the ice. After positioning her comfy footstool, she started to make a circular cut in the ice. Suddenly, from the sky, a voice boomed, ‘There are no fish under the ice.‘
Startled, the clown moved further down the ice, poured a thermos of coffee, And began to cut yet another hole. Again from the heavens the voice bellowed, ‘There are no fish under the ice.‘
The clown, now worried, moved away, clear down to the opposite end of the ice. She set up her stool once more and tried again to cut her hole. The voice came once more, ‘There are no fish under the ice.‘
He stopped, looked skyward, and said, ‘Is that you, Lord?’
The voice replied, ‘No, this is the manager of the hockey rink.‘
