Friday, January 25, 2008

fish for sale. fresh fish.

Does anyone around here go ice-fishing?
Put me in touch with a man who rolls his little shanty onto the ice,
hauls out a saw, and sets out tip-ups.
I have some business to do with him.

Perch. O my.
You just lightly bread those little babies
and fry them up in a bit of butter.
Pull up your chair, mister.
tuck a napkin under your chin
for here they come
snapping hot.

Perch.
O my.

6 Comments:

Anonymous Jeff said...

So... this fellow decides he wants to try ice fishing. Goes to a sporting goods store and gets the whole outfit, then heads out to give it a try. Just as he starts hacking a hole, he hears this booming voice saying:
"Attention: there are no fish under the ice."
Startled, he looks around and doesn't see anybody, so he goes back to chipping out a hole.
"I said, there are no fish under the ice!"
The man looks around, still doesn't see anyone, then looks up and says, "Uh, God, is that you?"
"No, it's the rink announcer!"


-- Jeff

2:53 PM  
Anonymous Stefanie said...

My step-dad does! We had perch last night!! Miss you tons

-Stefanie

5:43 PM  
Blogger TrashTidBits said...

I've always wanted to try ice fishing. Want to go? You know me..I'm always up for an adventure. I can even clean the fish too.

9:55 PM  
Anonymous brietta said...

I heard about your boy's success. Wow!

5:50 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I also heard about your boy's success! That is wonderful news!
Judes

6:28 PM  
Blogger TrashTidBits said...

I didn't hear about your boy's success. What is going on?

8:41 PM  

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