Eskimos are fishing in their igloos. Winter is just around the corner. An Eskimo asks: "Who's bothering me now?"
When he opened the door, he saw the Creator. The Creator said: "Give me your way, I've been hungry lately."
"No, my fish is my fish," the Eskimo replied. "Yes!"
The Eskimo picks up a stone and throws it, then continues looking for fish. After Summer, Hunter, and Winter pass, the Eskimo asks: "Who is interrupting me now?" He opens the door and there is a bag in front of him. He asks, "Why?"
