12-29-2004, 11:15 PM
This summer my brother-in-law took me fishing at a small stream in Idaho. We had to do quite a lot of deep wading and as we finished up our day I joked that I had fallen down so much I probably could have caught a fish in my pocket. Well, after the drive back home I was cleaning up and reached my hand into my pocket and found a little 2 and a half in sculpin that thought my pocket was a nice place to hide.
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