By superfreak6 - 20/05/2016 13:25 - United States - New Orleans
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I once caught three fish (totaling about ... 12 pounds all together from what we could guess; maybe a little more) over a few hours when I was about ten years old. I put them in the fishing pot (sort of a 'jar' made of mesh that you can keep in the water so you don't have to prep the fish right away) and went inside to get my mom and grandparents to show them, since they were the first fish I'd caught on my own, entirely. Came back out and the smallest fish had used the two larger fish, who I had caught first, to jump into the top enough to open it wide enough for him to use the larger fish again to jump out of the pot. We got to the dock right as he flopped his merry (b)ass back into the river. I wasn't pleased, especially since my brother just sat there and let him get away because he was pissy about me catching fish when he never had (and still hasn't.) Watching time swim away in an almost literal sense is horribly aggravating, and can make you wonder why you decided that fishing was going to be a 'fun' or 'relaxing' activity.