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From: Beasley, Christopher [mailto:CLB1@valmont.com] Sent: Tuesday, April 24, 2001 8:17 AM To: 'clinton_easterling@tivoli.com'; 'cyle@waltman.com'; 'Jason Sells'; 'June Hodges'; 'ksells@bryanisd.org'; 'lance@firstbanksnook.com'; 'nolan_dupa@yahoo.com'; 'Smith, Charles'; 'Smith, Daniel'; 'Tammy Hodges'; 'Timothy Beasley'; 'trextreat@hotmail.com' Subject: FW: Best place to fish < << < << < < << < < < A blonde decided she needed something new and << < < < different for a winter hobby. She went to the bookstore and <<bought << < < < every << < < < book she could find on ice fishing. << < < < << < < < For weeks she read and studied every book, hoping to become <<an expert << < < in << < < < the field. Finally she decided she knew enough, and out she <<went for << < < her << < < < first ice fishing trip. << < < < << < < < She carefully gathered up and packed all the tools and <<equipment << < < needed << < < < for the excursion. Each piece of equipment had its own <<special place << < < in << < < < her kit. << < < < << < < < When she got to the ice, she found a quiet little area, <<placed her << < < < padded << < < < stool, and carefully laid out her tools. Just as she was <<about to make << < < < her << < < < first cut into the ice, a booming voice from the sky <<bellowed, "There << < < are << < < < no fish under the ice!" Startled, the blonde grabbed up all <<her << < < < belongings, moved further along the ice, poured some hot <<chocolate << < < from << < < < her thermos, and started to cut a new hole. Again the voice <<from <<above << < < < bellowed, "There are no fish under the ice!" << < < < << < < < Amazed, the blonde wasn't quite sure what to do, as this <<certainly << < < < wasn't << < < < covered in any of her books. She packed up her gear and <<moved to the << < < far << < < < side of the ice. Once there, she stopped for a few moments <<to regain << < < her << < < < calm. Then she was extremely careful to set everything up <<perfectly, << < < < tools << < < < in the right place, chair positioned just so, everything. << < < < << < < < Just as she was about to cut this new hole, the voice came <<again, << < < "There << < < < are no fish under the ice!" << < < < << < < < Petrified, the blonde looked skyward and asked "Is that you <<Lord?" << < < < << < < < The voice boomed back, "No, this is the manager of the <<skating rink!"
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