Fishing in Central Park

"Fishing in Central Park"*

*A kind-hearted fellow was walking through Central Park in
New York and was astonished to see an old man, fishing rod
in hand, fishing over a beautiful bed of lilies.

"Tch Tch!" said the passerby to himself. "What a sad sight.
That poor old man is fishing over a bed of flowers. I'll see if I can
help."

So the kind fellow walked up to the old man and asked,
"What are you doing, my friend?"

"Fishin', sir."

"Fishin', eh. Well how would you like to come have a drink with me?"

The old man stood put his rod away and followed the kind
stranger to the corner bar. He ordered a large glass of
beer and a fine cigar.

His host, the kind fellow, felt good about helping the old
man, and he asked, "Tell me, old friend, how many did you
catch this morning?"

The old fellow took a long drag on the cigar, blew a
careful smoke ring and replied, "You are the sixth today, sir!"

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"Lobster Fishing"*

*After a day fishing in the ocean a fisherman is walking
from the pier carrying two lobsters in a bucket. He is
approached by the Game Warden who asks him for
his fishing license.

Not having one the fisherman says to the warden, "I did
not catch these lobsters, they are my pets. Every day I
come down to the water and whistle and these lobsters
jump out and I take them for a walk only to return them
at the end of the day."

The warden, not believing him, reminds him that it is
illegal to fish without a license.

The fisherman turns to the warden and says, "If you
don't believe me then watch," as he throws the lobsters
back into the water.

The warden says, "Now whistle to your lobsters and
show me that they will come out of the water."

The fisherman turns to the warden and says, "What lobsters?"
Received on Sun Feb 21 19:49:49 2010