Ice Fishing
Fred and his blonde wife went fishing in Alaska. In the middle of nowhere, where the area was filled with nothing but white snow, they finally found a lake and so they cast their lines. After an hour or two, Fred's wife yelled, "Honey come quick I got a bite!" So Fred rushed to his wife only to find out her line was lying flat and he couldn't see any movement. So he said, "Your line isn't moving honey, no one is biting." "I got a bite," she insisted. "Where?" asked Fred. "My foot, I got a frost bite."
