
Molly fooled the fat bluegill in the photo, along with a little walleye and a few rock bass. Lucy landed perch.
Not to brag, but *I* caught a rusty crayfish. He was a real bruiser, wouldn't unclamp my minnow even as a I reeled him from the water.
Wherein an unemployed reporter tries to catch as many fish as possible in a futile quest to avoid thinking about the dismal state of journalism or his dwindling bank balance
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