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Gone Fishin' . . . . . .enjoy . . .nancy v > There were two old boys who loved to fish, and they wanted > to do some ice fishing. They'd heard about it up in Canada, > and they took off up there. The lake was frozen nicely. > They stopped just before they got to the lake at a little > bait shop and got all their tackle. One of them said, > "We're going to need an ice pick." So they got that, and > they took off. In about two hours, one of them was back at > the shop and said, "We're going to need another dozen ice > picks." Well, the fellow in the shop wanted to ask some > questions, but he didn't. He sold him the picks, and the > old boy left. In about an hour, he was back. Said, "We're > going to need all the ice picks you've got." The fellow > couldn't stand it any longer. "By the way," he asked, "how > are you fellows doing?" "Not very well at all," he said. > "We don't even have the boat in the water yet." >