One day a rather inebriated ice fisherman drilled a hole in the ice and peered into the hole and a loud voice said, “There are no fish down there. “
He walked several yards away and drilled another hole and peered into the hole and again the voice said, “There’s no fish down there. “
He then walked about 50 yards away and drilled another hole and again the voice said, “There’s no fish down there. “
He looked up into the sky and asked, “God, is that you?”
“No, “the voice said, “it’s the rink manager. “
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