With my apologies to my beautiful blonde friends: Shame on you ex-postmaster, Marine JR Looney.
Subject: THE BLONDE AND THE LORD
> >>>>THE BLONDE AND
THE LORD
> >>>>>
> >>>>>
>
>>>>>
> >>>>>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?"
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>>>>>
> >>>>>
>
>>>>>
> >>>>>
> >>>>>
The voice replied,
> >>>>>
>
>>>>>
> >>>>>
>
>>>>>
> >>>>>"NO, THIS IS THE MANAGER OF THE
HOCKEY RINK!"
