A few days ago I put my overalls on and went skipping down to the pond. There were rainbows and unicorns dancing around me as I galloped down yonder with my fishing poles. I climbed into to the lake and skidoozled my poll into the water, not 5 seconds later a giant musky bit my hook and flew into my boat. Hello said the musky (his name was Phillip) he complimented me on my new lure, the musky mooseknuckle. Me and Phillip chatted over tea and crumpets before he was off on his way. What a fine young lad.