Bush went ice fishing on a short vacation in MN and told some of the locals he thought he could be pretty good at this. He made a $10 bet with one old codger that he could out-fish him. The old guy went on one side of the lake and Bush went on the other. Later, the local guy came back with 89 perch and walleye, while the president got skunked. The red-faced Bush said, "Let's go double or nothin' tomorrow!" and the guy said okay.
The next day, the local caught 113 fish, and Bush once again caught zero. He was down $20. "Had enough, Mr. President? he asked Bush good naturedly. Bush, however, was not quite so sanguine.
...."Hell, no! I'll get this figured out. Double or nothin' again tomorrow?" Done deal.
On the third day, Bush sent a Secret Service agent with an ice fishing box to sit close to the lucky old codger to see what he was doing. As Bush sat on his box of gear, shivering and cursing, the agent came back.
"So how's that old fart catchin' so many fish?" Bush asked.
"Sir, he's cutting holes in the ice."
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