Don’t just stand there with your mouth open…do something! Oh wait, ha ha, you can’t. Sorry ’bout that. These are some fish I took somewhere along my travels. My guess is, right about now, they really regret latching onto that hook. But, you know, I could be wrong about that.
In other news, political primary season is really heating up and it’s getting crazy out there. There are pundits on my television who are super (actually “over”) analyzing the voting habits of rural counties in Indiana. How weird is that? I mean, it’s not that I have anything against Indiana but, come on, they voted, it’s over, can’t we just count the damned ballots and be done with it already? Geesh. Makes me almost wish I could swim away.
Well, I’d swim away so long as I didn’t have to worry about that pesky “hook” and all.
Bouillabaisse, anyone?
Until next itme…
