A blonde wanted to go ice fishing. She’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 blonde moved further down the ice, poured a

 thermos of cappuccino, and began to cut yet another hole.

 Again from the heavens the voice bellowed, “THERE ARE NO

 FISH UNDER THE ICE!”

The blonde, 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!”   She stopped, looked skyward! and said, “IS THAT

 YOU LORD?”

The voice replied, “NO, THIS IS THE MANAGER OF THE

 HOCKEY RINK!” 

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