"A blonde wanted to go out and pimple. She had seen and read many books on the subject and finally, after receiving all the information, she searched for the nearest frozen lake. After finding the right place and making it comfortable for herself, she began to drill into the ice. Suddenly, from a cloud, one voice is heard: - There is no fish under the ice! Surprised she moves a little farther away. Pour up a cup of cappuccino, make it comfortable and start to drill another hole. Again the voice shouts: - There is no fish under the ice! The blonde now worried moves to the other end of the lake instead, sets up her things, makes it comfortable and tries to drill yet another hole. Again, the voice reads: - There is no fish under the ice! She stops, looks up and asks: "Are you God? - No, this is the manager of the ice-cream !!"
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