I catch those damn things all the time in nets... their 'sharp-penis-things' are fucking brutal (i've lost chest waders to those things...), and they flop on the deck in about the most aggravating way possible. And then those slimy little soles are impossible to get a grip on
Needless to say: I hate soles, and have eaten them.
I could really use a hug right now
Needless to say: I hate soles, and have eaten them.
I could really use a hug right now
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day