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Gav and Dan, The Slow Mo Guys, travel to the Illinois River to film Asian carp jumping out of the water. Naturally. Dan catches one with his face.

“The Fisherman”

This award-winning sci-fi short film by director by Alejandro Suarez Lozano is JAWS meets ALIEN in the waters off Hong Kong. Mr. Wong is a third generation fisherman in Hong Kong, struggling to keep this tradition alive. One night, he decides to leave the crowded waters of the harbor and fish in calmer waters. His luck changes when he catches something that does not belong to this world!

Villagers rescued a 440-pound Mekong giant catfish displaced by flooding in Thailand.

Don’t get fooled today!

Joke From The Tackle Shop

A lady walks up to the sporting goods counter at Wal-Mart. The man behind the counter was wearing those super-dark wraparound sunglasses, like you get after eye surgery.

"Oh, did you just see the eye doctor?" she asked.
"No m'aam, I'm actually legally blind," he kindly replied.
"How do you manage here?"
"Don't you worry, m'aam, I know where ever single thing is at, and I can feel the packaging, and scan the barcode, and tell you exactly what is what. And I can operate this here cash register by memory."

Impressed, the lady told him she wanted to buy a fishing rod and reel for her husband.
"Over yonder on that wall to your right, is a display of rod and reel sets on sale – they're only $20."

As she was perusing the choices, she realized she needed to break wind. After checking around to make sure no one was nearby, she let it loose.

She picked out a rod and reel and brought them over to the blind man. He rang it all up on the register and said, "That'll be $27 dollars, m'aam."

"$27 dollars? I thought you said the rods were on sale for $20."

"Yes, m'aam, the rod and reel is $20, plus there's $5 for the bird call, and $2 for the stink bait."

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Husbands…. Beware.

A different kind of fish story

Saturday morning I got up early, dressed quietly, made my lunch, grabbed the dog, slipped quietly into the garage to hook the boat up to the truck, and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour.

The wind was blowing 50 mph. I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad throughout the day.  I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed. There I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different anticipation, and whispered, 'The weather out there is terrible.'

My loving wife of 20 years replied, 'Can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that shit?'

I still don't know to this day if she was joking, but I have stopped fishing.

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