My father made a bet with me and the bet was whoever catches fewer fish has to clean them. About two hours later, I saw my dad getting a little mad at me. Maybe the irritation came from the fact that I caught about 12 fish before he caught one. While joking that I caught more fish than him, I caught another and asked my dad to take it off the hook. My father said, “Take it off the hook yourself, and while you're at it, bait your hook too. I showed you how to do it 12 times!” then I took the fish in my hand and let it go immediately. The fish looked like a pair of wet snake cowboy boots. Being angry with my father, I grabbed his spare shirt, wrapped it around my hand, grabbed the fish and took the hook out of the fish's mouth. Just when I thought the hard part was over, I remembered I had to put a nasty worm on my hook. Then I took a deep breath, with the hook in one hand, and stuck my other hand into the container full of worms. The worms seemed to move the noodles in my hand. I dropped three worms before hooking one