A man goes ice fishing for the first time. All of a sudden he hears a loud voice. "There are no fish under the ice". He ignores the voice and goes to another area, cuts a hole in the ice and drops his line in. Again, he hears the booming voice, "There are no fish under the ice".
The man looks up nervously and asks, "Lord, is that You?. "No, this is the rink manager".
An angry dog limped into a bar and snarled. Conversation stopped, and the customers stared at him. He limped a few steps further and barked, "I'm looking for the man who shot my paw".
Joe, like the rest of us, is running out of things to do. My favorite was the one yesterday about Bill and Hillary. I can think of nothing worse than being quarantined with her.