Hole Lotta Trouble:

An eskimo went out to catch some fish for the family meal.

He walked out onto the ice, cleared a patch, and cut a hole in it. He then dropped his line in, and waited. After a while, he'd had no luck, and wished to God that he'd catch something.

Just then, a voice boomed out of the sky, saying: "There are no fish here!"

So the eskimo moved on a bit, cut another hole and tried again, still in vain. Just then the voice boomed out again, and said: "There are still no fish there, move on."

So the little chap moved along some more, and tried for a third time. However, he had no luck here either.

Just then the voice boomed out again, saying: "Look, there really are no fish here. Will you please stop carving up the ice-rink!"

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