Ole goes out ice fishing.
He finds a promising spot, drills a hole in the ice and lowers his jig into it.
Getting no bites at the first hole he moves on to the next spot, drills his hole, and again begins to fish.
Suddenly from high above he hears a deep voice that says Ole - Dere are no fish Dere
Ole begins to shake and look around for the source of the voice
Again the voice from on high Ole - Deres no fish dere
Ole trembling uncontrollably now hollars Izz dat you Lord?
The voice bellows down "No dis is sven, da manager of da ice rink"
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Oldcoach Ed
"You cannot direct the wind, but you can adjust the sails" "Be yourself - everyone else is taken"
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