Ok, there has to be a story that goes along with this. Care to tell us?
My wife and I were coming home from our honeymoon.
We decided to stop by the lake on the way home and do a little fishing.
We were fishing of the bank.
I was trying lures , worms , corn , whatever we had.
I couldn't get a bite . Couldn't get a nibble , not even a slight tug on the line.
There was this old black gentleman ( reminds me of a song ) on the bank dragging in the biggest catfish I have ever seen.
He had a few.
I ask him what he was using for bait. He said " chicken livers ".
So my wife and I go to the marina and buy some chicken livers.
When we came back , he was gone. So I load up the hook with liver and toss it into the lake.
Nothing , not even a nibble. Nothing I did worked.
There was a little island about 40 to 50 feet off the bank.
I thought I would wade over to the island and fish off of it.
I wade over there , get soaked and realize I forgot my chicken livers.
I told my wife to toss me the container of liver.
When she tossed it to me , the cover came off. It spread chicken liver all over the lake.
When that happened , the lake just erupted. It looked like the water was boiling.
I think every fish in the lake was waiting for that moment.
Then my wife say's " I guess fishing isn't your thing ".
Needles to say , that was the last straw.
I never fished again.