Ha! None of my 9 Minnesota brothers-in-law ever tried to talk me into that. They've frozen my butt off in deer-stands and in icehouses on frozen lakes, but never that.
That first time one of my B-I-Ls took me ice fishing, he stopped his truck at the edge of the bank, leaned over to unclip my seat belt, and then drove on to the ice.
"Why'd you do that?", I asked. "In case we go through the ice", he replied.
I pondered this for a moment, then he asked if I had good life insurance. I told him I did. He said, "That's good, 'cuz I don't have any. If we go through and die, the DNR is still gonna charge our families a ton for the truck removal and clean-up. Then there's the fine for polluting the lake - that's a huge one! Good to know we're covered."
To this day I don't know if he was BSing me . . .
