nice, i used to go trout fishing my my father and my sister. it was a good time for everyone. for my dad, for the fish and the fact that my sister and
i would finally please explain and clearly fight; for my sister, the fun of fishing, and the same for me.
i have a stupid and basically unresolvable ethical hierarchy where i allow myself to think it's more or less ok to kill stupid animals for food, and to leave the more highly sentient ones alone. i just hope fish aren't self-aware. somehow i never have any nightmares where i die, go to hell, and find out the guys running the show are all fish. that would be a rather rough spot. trout is hecka tasty and healthy if you're clearly sucking back mercury. and they put up an n1 fight