The rain was pouring down. And there, standing in front of a big puddle outside the pub, was an old Irishman, drenched, holding a stick, with a piece of string dangling in the water.
A passer-by stopped and asked, “What are you doing?”
“Fishing,” replied the old man.
Feeling sorry for the old man, the gent says, “Come in out of the rain and have a drink with me.”
In the warmth of the pub, as they sip their whiskies, the gentleman cannot resist asking, “So how many have you caught today?”
“You’re the eighth.” says the old man..
A drunk ice fisherman drills a hole in the ice.
A drunk ice fisherman drills a hole in the ice and peers into it.
As he does so, a loud voice from above says, “There are no fish down there.”
He looks around, shocked, but sees no one.
He packs up staggers to another spot and starts working on a new hole.
Again he hears the booming voice, “There’s no fish there!”
He moves again and starts making a new hole and hears the voice again.
“There’s no fish there!” it booms.
He looks up nervously.
“God? Is that… you?” he asks.
“No, it’s the Ice Rink manager. Now get out you drunk fool!”
LOL!!
Hope this joke will make you smile! Have a nice day!!
