A lot of it is a whole lotta waiting around, time staring into space, ain’t nothing happening, often times you come back empty handed. Maybe you do catch some and toss them right back. But every once in a blue moon you reel in a really big one. Your friends will never hear the end of it. And sometimes you can even put your dick in that catch. But at least with strip clubs you don’t have those God damn park rangers and game wardens coming after you. And those bastards at the ASPCA.
Also the scent in similar in both hobbies. .
