Why fishermen are a rare breed ...

Fish have a brain about the size of a pea.

Fishermen, like HVAC, spend tons of money on
boats, graphite fishing rods, shiny lures and spinners,
worms, salmon eggs and baby marshmallows and
hours upon hours on some godforsaken pond in the
middle of New Humpshire, to outwit that pea-brained
fish. And often they go home empty handed, or, as it
is known in the vernacular "skunked".

Perhaps GuthBall can come up with a formula to
determine which is the smarter ... the fish, which never
even went to school and in all likelihood doesn't know
his parents, or some asshole from Hew Humpshire, who
barely squeaked through third grade and who bloviates
to all who want to listen to his drivel, on how ****ing
"smart" HE is ...

"Hit Girl", indeed HardBlow ... you be da man ...