I WENT ICE FISHING THE OTHER DAY. I CUT A HOLE IN THE ICE, PUT MY POLE IN, THEN A BOOMING VOICE FROM ABOVE ME SAID, "THERE'S NO FISH THERE!"; REALLY? YEAH, SO I MOVED TO ANOTHER SPOT ON THE ICE. BUT AGAIN, THE DEEP BOOMING VOICE SAID "THERE'S NO FISH THERE!"; WAS IT GOD? NO, IT WAS THE ICE RINK MANAGER