One day i was fishing at the beach, it was a long frustrating day without any catches. That was until i finally felt a tug on my line. 4 hours into my day and there it was... THE FIRST LINE TUG. So I battle and battle, me against this line biter. I turn and turn the handle with my right hand. As my left arm struggles to pull this line biter closer to me. 5 minutes, 10 minutes, 15 minutes and my arms are getting tired. This is one strong fish. He's pulling and tugging. I'm pulling and tugging. It felt like an epic battle between man and fish. "I wont give up" , I scream...

And the tugging stopped and then i hear .. " Really, you're never gonna give up " ... "who's there", i ask. I look around and see no one. For i went fishing alone in a desolate beach area. Again i hear " SO why aren't you gonna give up" . I was so confused. So i just began tugging and reeling even more. Again I hear from the strange voice " Fine if you won't I will. I give up" And slowly i reel with ease. Faster and faster, to see what was causing me all that agony. And there it was a BOOT that my hook was snagged on. But this was no ordinary boot , this boot had a man attached to it. and the man had a mega phone attached to his mouth . As i reeled them up he said " Please just dont filet me ".