Oh my gods, PICKEREL. Okay so they're bloody delicious, right, and they are all over the lakes and stuff around here.
So one summer when I was a small, innocent and less fearful child, I was out in the boat with Mama (who loves fishing, idek, I maybe was switched at birth because there's no way I am related to these weirdos) and she's reeling in this huuuuuge pickerel and WHAM that dumb bastard slaps me right across the face (the fish, not my mama).
They're like sunfish in that they have JAGGED, FLESH TEARING FINS. But they are not like sunfish insofar as THEY ARE WAY BIGGER OKAY.
And they wonder why I'm so afraid so aware of the threat fish and fish related creatures pose to our safety.
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Date: 2010-04-20 04:39 am (UTC)So one summer when I was a small, innocent and less fearful child, I was out in the boat with Mama (who loves fishing, idek, I maybe was switched at birth because there's no way I am related to these weirdos) and she's reeling in this huuuuuge pickerel and WHAM that dumb bastard slaps me right across the face (the fish, not my mama).
They're like sunfish in that they have JAGGED, FLESH TEARING FINS. But they are not like sunfish insofar as THEY ARE WAY BIGGER OKAY.
And they wonder why I'm
so afraidso aware of the threat fish and fish related creatures pose to our safety.