You three.
OF COURSE IT'S YOU THREE. IT'S ALWAYS BLOODY YOU THREE.
Nobody asked. Nobody suggested. Nobody left fishing equipment unattended - or at least,
nobody remembers leaving fishing equipment unattended,
which with this lot amounts to roughly the same thing.
I don't even OWN any fishing equipment. I don't even EAT fish.
And yet.
Here they are. The three of them. Down at the water. With rods. And what appears to be a considerable amount of confidence for creatures who have never, to anyone's knowledge, fished before.
The bait situation is unclear.
The tackle situation is... creative.
One of them is wearing a hat that was not theirs this morning.
Nobody is asking where it came from. Nobody is ready for that answer.
Roscoe, we need to talk about this basketball jersey situation This is not fishing attire. Nobody told him that. It's not been washed, at least by me. The fish will stay away cos he smells worse than they do.
What are they fishing for?
We're going to go ahead and say: *not that.*
That is NOT a fish.
That is not ANYTHING that should be in this river.
That is not something we have a FORM for.
We're going to need a bigger form. And another pen. Two, possibly.
*We did say don't ask what's in the bucket.*
*We just didn't anticipate that the bucket would answer for itself.*