what are they putting in the water over there?

Seriously, this is ridiculous.

Catfishwife

That’s a catfish the way a sabertoothed tiger is a cat. You’re looking at a record-breaking 66 pounds of fish sticks (a gazillionty-seven kilograms, howthefuckshouldiknoweh) landed by Bev Street, a deceptively mild-mannered housewife with, obviously, a lethal antipathy to free-range freshwater fish.

In unrelated news, I have recently deleted our dear friend StevenL from the blogroll, as his former idiosyncratic football/politics/pikefishing/future lung cancer victims rights blog has turned into a gay, pink, ad-bedecked page of financial advisor for profit links. Bleagh. Buh-bye.

…and release.

add to del.icio.us :: Add to Blinkslist :: add to furl :: Digg it :: add to ma.gnolia :: Stumble It! :: add to simpy :: seed the vine :: :: :: TailRank

21 thoughts on “what are they putting in the water over there?

  1. I cannot figure out why she would have fishing line strong enough to drag that monster in if she was fishing for cat fish. I mean, cat fish, the first thing you think is not normally, Wow, I better take the 100 pound test with. She was fishing for something else, right?

  2. Wow – if this is what mild-mannered Amerikan wives are like, it would seem sensible not to mess with America !!!

  3. Awwww, must check out StevenL’s site now.

    Shame about Bojo’s site being down. All because the hosts posted some messages a ‘big’ man didn’t like apparently. Well who’d have thought that kinda thing went on eh? Hope bojo’s site is back soon.

    I like catfish; breaded and fried, yummy.

  4. Bojo should have a list of alternate hosts by now. I know, because I sent messages to many people who can help, about two months ago. The site should have been moved by now: if nothing else, those eejuts in charge of backboris.com should have offered to step in and host it.

    I’m relatively sure Guido would help him out, if Boris would trust him. In this case he should: the enemy of my enemy is my friend. At least till I’m elected. Then screw ’em. Guido would expect nothing less, I’m sure.

    Catfish is indeed yummy, if repulsive.

  5. max: I think she was fishing for salmon, but I dunno. And anglers are weird folk; they love the whole “and I brought in the Great White on a fifteen pound line…took three and a half weeks” thing. Anyone who says the challenge is to outsmart the fish is someone who has great difficulty outsmarting fish…which tells you why they use the 15-lb line.

    GEagle, that’s a British housewife! The record in the US is, I think, even larger.

  6. Oh well part of being smarter than a fish is having a line strong enough to hold the fish no one is going to bring in a 66 lb. fish on a 15 lb. line, that is like trying to lift a piano with dental floss the piano may not be smart and it will not even fight back but the floss will still snap.

  7. I think it’s like trying to herd cattle with a Chihuahua. It’s not so much brute force as it is encouraging them to go in a direction that isn’t so annoying.

    I caught a prize-winning bass once. I was using a $1.99 reel of line I got at a gas station, a hook, and a piece of Kraft Singles cheese. The “real” fishermen snubbed me, but I still had a bigger fish than they did.

  8. My dad fished for salmon and those fish really fought.

    Me I never could catch fish they have supernatural max sensors and just stand on their tales and laugh and point if I even touch a fishing pole.

  9. Mother-of-one Mrs Street, who was wearing the camouflage apparel favoured by today’s high-tech anglers, said: “There was a terrific bend in my rod, about 90 degrees, and as I picked it up it nearly pulled me in, it was so heavy.

    She said ‘Terrific bend in my rod’ huh huh huh (with apologies to Beavis and Butthead)

  10. Sunscreen? I can tell you’ve never been to BC. It won’t be needed.

    GEagle, I believe the entire thing has gone poof. First it hid under the covers, then Peter Hitchens tore the covers off and threw it out of its own bed. Where, presumably, he lies, snorting and thrashing, to this day.

  11. Pingback: Blogsifting: having a devil of a time « With Malice…

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.