One morning in the rurals, a guy was out jogging down a street than went by a lake, in Michigan. It was in winter. He came across a man on the lake's edge huddled over a hole, ice-fishing. The jogger needed a break, so he stopped and watched the man. Their eyes met, and the jogger said "Hi"; the man just nodded.
The jogger said, "It sure is cold out here, ain't it!"
The fisherman just shook his head in agreement.
The jogger asked, "How big are the fish you're catching?"
The man puts both hands up, about a foot apart.
Than the jogger asked, "Do you live close by?
The man nods, and points up the road.
All this time, he's never said a word.
Noting this, the jogger says, "You don't talk much, do you?"
The fisherman looks up, spits a wad of stuff into his hand, and says, "I'm keepin' my worms warm!"
The jogger said, "It sure is cold out here, ain't it!"
The fisherman just shook his head in agreement.
The jogger asked, "How big are the fish you're catching?"
The man puts both hands up, about a foot apart.
Than the jogger asked, "Do you live close by?
The man nods, and points up the road.
All this time, he's never said a word.
Noting this, the jogger says, "You don't talk much, do you?"
The fisherman looks up, spits a wad of stuff into his hand, and says, "I'm keepin' my worms warm!"