I don’t get the big deal about ice fishing. To me, it seems like just sitting around staring at a hole waiting for something to happen, then if a fish gets caught, you reel it in in a few moments, not so hard. Booooorrrrrrrriiiiiinnng. Even worse, you’re sitting out on some lake with nothing to do and no way to enjoy yourself. Unless of course you’re a man of luxury and (semi-)taste, and you have a fun ice house like this one to enjoy.
This still wouldn’t be enough to get me to go out and be bored for an entire day. Look at how little that TV is, there’s no way I could enjoy being in nature with such a small television. Plus, I bet there’s no wireless, how can you LIVE like that, if that even can be called “living.”
However, I do really really like the harpoon hanging by the stove, you know, just in case the Loch Ness monster happens to winter in Minnesota and tries to come in one of those tiny little holes.
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