Went fishing today.
Dad, that's him with the hairy legs, said that if I lick my lips then I will be able to taste the fish.... well he sort of is right.
Those fish things move, and anything that moves can bite. I'm not that brave, after all this is my first attempt at fishing.
Smell like fish, taste like fish, move like fish, so I suppose I'll have to admit they are. Smoke fish for tea tonight. Got to watch out for the bones!
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