Andre came up to me and said “Did you hear about the walleye I caught?” So I heard the story first hand. Pretty darn riveting I will add. He went into much more detail.
As he was leaving with a big grin, I told him to “help his dad catch some fish now.” He said “there’s no hope there.”…or something like that.
Either way, he now has <gad> walleye in his blood.
Nice fish Andre! Just don’t give up on your Dad yet!