OT - Fishing Contest ;-)

Fishing Story

Once upon a time, long, long ago there was a Presidential election that was
too close to call. Neither the Republican presidential candidate nor the
Democratic presidential candidate had enough votes to win the election.

Therefore, it was decided that there should be an ice fishing contest
between the two candidates to determine the final winner. There was much
talk about ballot recounting, court challenges, etc., but a week-long ice
fishing competition seemed the (manly) way to settle things.

The candidate that catches the most fish at the end of the week wins. After
a lot of back and forth discussion, it was decided that the contest would
take place on a remote and cold lake in Wisconsin. There were to be no
observers present, and both men were to be sent out separately on this
remote lake and return daily with their catch for counting and verification.

At the end of the first! day, George W. returns to the starting line and he
has 10 fish. Soon, Kerry returns and has zero fish. Well, everyone assumes
he is just having another bad hair day or something and hopefully, he will
catch up the next day.

At the end of the 2nd day George W. comes in with 20 fish and Kerry comes in
again with none.

That evening, Bill Clinton gets together secretly with Kerry and says, "I
think George W. is a lowlife cheatin' son-of-a-gun. I want you to go out
tomorrow and don't even bother with fishing. Just spy on him and see if
he is cheating in any way.

The next night (after George W. comes back with 50 fish), Clinton says to
Kerry, "Well, what about it, is George W. cheatin?'"

"He sure is, Bill, he's cutting holes in the ice!

--
Steve @ OutdoorFrontiers
http://www.outdoorfrontiers.com
G & S Guide Service and Custom Rods
http://www.herefishyfishy.com

harrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ;-)

"Steve @ OutdoorFrontiers" wrote in
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Fishing Story

Once upon a time, long, long ago there was a Presidential election that
was
too close to call. Neither the Republican presidential candidate nor the
Democratic presidential candidate had enough votes to win the election.

Therefore, it was decided that there should be an ice fishing contest
between the two candidates to determine the final winner. There was much
talk about ballot recounting, court challenges, etc., but a week-long ice
fishing competition seemed the (manly) way to settle things.

The candidate that catches the most fish at the end of the week wins.
After
a lot of back and forth discussion, it was decided that the contest would
take place on a remote and cold lake in Wisconsin. There were to be no
observers present, and both men were to be sent out separately on this
remote lake and return daily with their catch for counting and
verification.

At the end of the first! day, George W. returns to the starting line and
he
has 10 fish. Soon, Kerry returns and has zero fish. Well, everyone
assumes
he is just having another bad hair day or something and hopefully, he will
catch up the next day.

At the end of the 2nd day George W. comes in with 20 fish and Kerry comes
in
again with none.

That evening, Bill Clinton gets together secretly with Kerry and says, "I
think George W. is a lowlife cheatin' son-of-a-gun. I want you to go out
tomorrow and don't even bother with fishing. Just spy on him and see if
he is cheating in any way.

The next night (after George W. comes back with 50 fish), Clinton says to
Kerry, "Well, what about it, is George W. cheatin?'"

"He sure is, Bill, he's cutting holes in the ice!

--
Steve @ OutdoorFrontiers
http://www.outdoorfrontiers.com
G & S Guide Service and Custom Rods
http://www.herefishyfishy.com

harrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ;-)

"Steve @ OutdoorFrontiers" wrote in
message ...
Fishing Story

Once upon a time, long, long ago there was a Presidential election that
was
too close to call. Neither the Republican presidential candidate nor the
Democratic presidential candidate had enough votes to win the election.

Therefore, it was decided that there should be an ice fishing contest
between the two candidates to determine the final winner. There was much
talk about ballot recounting, court challenges, etc., but a week-long ice
fishing competition seemed the (manly) way to settle things.

The candidate that catches the most fish at the end of the week wins.
After
a lot of back and forth discussion, it was decided that the contest would
take place on a remote and cold lake in Wisconsin. There were to be no
observers present, and both men were to be sent out separately on this
remote lake and return daily with their catch for counting and
verification.

At the end of the first! day, George W. returns to the starting line and
he
has 10 fish. Soon, Kerry returns and has zero fish. Well, everyone
assumes
he is just having another bad hair day or something and hopefully, he will
catch up the next day.

At the end of the 2nd day George W. comes in with 20 fish and Kerry comes
in
again with none.

That evening, Bill Clinton gets together secretly with Kerry and says, "I
think George W. is a lowlife cheatin' son-of-a-gun. I want you to go out
tomorrow and don't even bother with fishing. Just spy on him and see if
he is cheating in any way.

The next night (after George W. comes back with 50 fish), Clinton says to
Kerry, "Well, what about it, is George W. cheatin?'"

"He sure is, Bill, he's cutting holes in the ice!

--
Steve @ OutdoorFrontiers
http://www.outdoorfrontiers.com
G & S Guide Service and Custom Rods
http://www.herefishyfishy.com

Another fishing story.

A long time Reverend that has lived in the city for all his fifty years gets
a transfer to a northern church far away from any city. He is pretty exited
about the move as he has always wanted to go fishing. It was early January
so he visits a sporting goods store to get all the latest ice fishing gear
before his long trip to the northern town.

He gets himself settled in the small town and decides that he would head
out for some ice fishing that afternoon, so he packs up the car and heads
out to go fishin'. He drags all his equipment out to the ice and assembles
the gas powered auger and readies himself to pull the ripcord when all of a
sudden he hears a low and droning voice from what seems to be coming from
above "you won't catch anything there".
The reverend looks up toward the heavens and wonders a bit? He moves
himself a short distance to what seems a good spot and just as he goes to
start the auger he hears the droning, soft, low voice once more "you wont
catch anything there".
GOD? Is that you? No answer. So the Reverend moves a short distance once
again and proceeds to attempt another borehole, putting his hand on the
starter cord the voice once again drones out the same phrase..."you won't
catch anything there".
The reverend asks "is that you God"? Somewhat disturbed and in amazement he
hears the voice utter softly "No, it's me, the arena manager".
--
Steve


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Another fishing story.

A long time Reverend that has lived in the city for all his fifty years gets
a transfer to a northern church far away from any city. He is pretty exited
about the move as he has always wanted to go fishing. It was early January
so he visits a sporting goods store to get all the latest ice fishing gear
before his long trip to the northern town.

He gets himself settled in the small town and decides that he would head
out for some ice fishing that afternoon, so he packs up the car and heads
out to go fishin'. He drags all his equipment out to the ice and assembles
the gas powered auger and readies himself to pull the ripcord when all of a
sudden he hears a low and droning voice from what seems to be coming from
above "you won't catch anything there".
The reverend looks up toward the heavens and wonders a bit? He moves
himself a short distance to what seems a good spot and just as he goes to
start the auger he hears the droning, soft, low voice once more "you wont
catch anything there".
GOD? Is that you? No answer. So the Reverend moves a short distance once
again and proceeds to attempt another borehole, putting his hand on the
starter cord the voice once again drones out the same phrase..."you won't
catch anything there".
The reverend asks "is that you God"? Somewhat disturbed and in amazement he
hears the voice utter softly "No, it's me, the arena manager".
--
Steve


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Another fishing story.

A long time Reverend that has lived in the city for all his fifty years gets
a transfer to a northern church far away from any city. He is pretty exited
about the move as he has always wanted to go fishing. It was early January
so he visits a sporting goods store to get all the latest ice fishing gear
before his long trip to the northern town.

He gets himself settled in the small town and decides that he would head
out for some ice fishing that afternoon, so he packs up the car and heads
out to go fishin'. He drags all his equipment out to the ice and assembles
the gas powered auger and readies himself to pull the ripcord when all of a
sudden he hears a low and droning voice from what seems to be coming from
above "you won't catch anything there".
The reverend looks up toward the heavens and wonders a bit? He moves
himself a short distance to what seems a good spot and just as he goes to
start the auger he hears the droning, soft, low voice once more "you wont
catch anything there".
GOD? Is that you? No answer. So the Reverend moves a short distance once
again and proceeds to attempt another borehole, putting his hand on the
starter cord the voice once again drones out the same phrase..."you won't
catch anything there".
The reverend asks "is that you God"? Somewhat disturbed and in amazement he
hears the voice utter softly "No, it's me, the arena manager".
--
Steve


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Jeez,

Sorry, I just thought it was a funny joke.
--
Steve @ OutdoorFrontiers
http://www.outdoorfrontiers.com
G & S Guide Service and Custom Rods
http://www.herefishyfishy.com

Jeez,

Sorry, I just thought it was a funny joke.
--
Steve @ OutdoorFrontiers
http://www.outdoorfrontiers.com
G & S Guide Service and Custom Rods
http://www.herefishyfishy.com

Since you started the thread Steve...
----------------------------
Bill Clinton was arriving back to the White House from a trip to Arkansas
with a pig under each arm. A secret serviceman greeted him.

"Nice pigs, sir!"

"Thank you. Though these are no ordinary pigs -- they're Arkansas
Razorbacks! I got one for Hillary and one for Chelsea."

"Nice trade sir!"
-------------------------------

Warren




Nice trade, sir!""Steve @ OutdoorFrontiers"
wrote in message
...
Fishing Story

Once upon a time, long, long ago there was a Presidential election that
was
too close to call. Neither the Republican presidential candidate nor the
Democratic presidential candidate had enough votes to win the election.

Therefore, it was decided that there should be an ice fishing contest
between the two candidates to determine the final winner. There was much
talk about ballot recounting, court challenges, etc., but a week-long ice
fishing competition seemed the (manly) way to settle things.

The candidate that catches the most fish at the end of the week wins.
After
a lot of back and forth discussion, it was decided that the contest would
take place on a remote and cold lake in Wisconsin. There were to be no
observers present, and both men were to be sent out separately on this
remote lake and return daily with their catch for counting and
verification.

At the end of the first! day, George W. returns to the starting line and
he
has 10 fish. Soon, Kerry returns and has zero fish. Well, everyone
assumes
he is just having another bad hair day or something and hopefully, he will
catch up the next day.

At the end of the 2nd day George W. comes in with 20 fish and Kerry comes
in
again with none.

That evening, Bill Clinton gets together secretly with Kerry and says, "I
think George W. is a lowlife cheatin' son-of-a-gun. I want you to go out
tomorrow and don't even bother with fishing. Just spy on him and see if
he is cheating in any way.

The next night (after George W. comes back with 50 fish), Clinton says to
Kerry, "Well, what about it, is George W. cheatin?'"

"He sure is, Bill, he's cutting holes in the ice!

--
Steve @ OutdoorFrontiers
http://www.outdoorfrontiers.com
G & S Guide Service and Custom Rods
http://www.herefishyfishy.com

Since you started the thread Steve...
----------------------------
Bill Clinton was arriving back to the White House from a trip to Arkansas
with a pig under each arm. A secret serviceman greeted him.

"Nice pigs, sir!"

"Thank you. Though these are no ordinary pigs -- they're Arkansas
Razorbacks! I got one for Hillary and one for Chelsea."

"Nice trade sir!"
-------------------------------

Warren




Nice trade, sir!""Steve @ OutdoorFrontiers"
wrote in message
...
Fishing Story

Once upon a time, long, long ago there was a Presidential election that
was
too close to call. Neither the Republican presidential candidate nor the
Democratic presidential candidate had enough votes to win the election.

Therefore, it was decided that there should be an ice fishing contest
between the two candidates to determine the final winner. There was much
talk about ballot recounting, court challenges, etc., but a week-long ice
fishing competition seemed the (manly) way to settle things.

The candidate that catches the most fish at the end of the week wins.
After
a lot of back and forth discussion, it was decided that the contest would
take place on a remote and cold lake in Wisconsin. There were to be no
observers present, and both men were to be sent out separately on this
remote lake and return daily with their catch for counting and
verification.

At the end of the first! day, George W. returns to the starting line and
he
has 10 fish. Soon, Kerry returns and has zero fish. Well, everyone
assumes
he is just having another bad hair day or something and hopefully, he will
catch up the next day.

At the end of the 2nd day George W. comes in with 20 fish and Kerry comes
in
again with none.

That evening, Bill Clinton gets together secretly with Kerry and says, "I
think George W. is a lowlife cheatin' son-of-a-gun. I want you to go out
tomorrow and don't even bother with fishing. Just spy on him and see if
he is cheating in any way.

The next night (after George W. comes back with 50 fish), Clinton says to
Kerry, "Well, what about it, is George W. cheatin?'"

"He sure is, Bill, he's cutting holes in the ice!

--
Steve @ OutdoorFrontiers
http://www.outdoorfrontiers.com
G & S Guide Service and Custom Rods
http://www.herefishyfishy.com