I had one time where I was fishing Smallmouths on the Chippewa river. Well you know how that species likes to barf up it's breakfast just before you bring them in the boat, right?

Well sure enough, I got one in the boat and he coughed up.

Yep you guessed it. He coughed up a chewed up wad of light blue chewing gum.

That's not all. Of course I managed to stomp the thing flat, smudged deep into the nice hunter green carpeting of my Alumacraft.

My mother told me there would be days like that.

Yooop