A fellow was walking through Park and was astonished to see an old man, fishing
rod in hand, fishing over a beautiful bed of lilies."Tch Tch!" said the
passer-by to himself. "What a sad sight. That poor old man is fishing over a
bed of flowers. I'll see if I can help."So the kind fellow walked up to the old
man and asked, "What are you doing, my friend?"
"Fishing, sir."
"Fishing, eh? Well how would you like to come have a drink with me?"
The old man stood put his rod away and followed the kind stranger to the corner
bar. He ordered a large glass of beer.
His host, the kind fellow, felt good about helping the old man, and he asked,
"Tell me, old friend, how many did you catch this morning?"
The old fellow took a big sip of beer and replied, "You are the fourth today,
sir!"
