Just one fish hook in your flesh will ruin your day. When I was a boy, my dad took me fishing on the bay shore. Some other fisherman cast his line toward the water, followed by a scream. A triple-hook had embedded in some young boy's leg, and he was obviously in pain. My dad went over to the boy, sterilized his pocket knife blade with a flame and cut the hook out of the boy's leg, then bandaged him up. This was long before we had 911 and paramedics, not to mention cell-phones. I'll never forget seeing that boy in pain. More pain than that is what I wish on liberals stealing Trump signs.
Wholeheartedly agree!! I bet most fisherman have hooked themselves at one time or another. I know I have. But only a single hook. It ain’t all fun and games out there fishing. :-)