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November 2009 
What's the best story you've heard recently?
Posted on Sep 29th, 2009
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mimi
mimi
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for September 12, 2009:
FISH STORY
My cousin told me this hilarious story from years back. When her son, Trevor, was about 8years old, she took him down to the waterfront to see the awards for a Fishing Derby. He was so amazed to see all these gigantic fish being held up. He was admiring a non-winning really big fish -about 3 feet long. Trevor being so cute and adorable, won the heart of the fisherman. He told Trevor he could have the fish.
My cousin tried to talk him out of it, but Trevor wanted to take it home and show it to his father. He refused to leave the park without the fish. So my cousin said ok.
Trevor took the fish home to their nice apartment building to show his father.
"Why did you bring that thing home, what the heck are you going to do with the big fish?" Trevor wasn't sure. "I'm putting it in the garbage," his father said. And he wrapped the giant fish in more newspaper and put it down the garbage chute.
A few days later, there was a big drama outside the apartment building with lots of police cars. My cousin and Trevor went outside to see what was going on, and heard the news that the police were investigating a possible murder - they think they found body parts stuck in the garbage chute. When they finally retrieved the stinking bundle, they discovered it was not a body at all but a giant fish. The police hollered out to the crowd , "Does anyone know anything about this big fish?: and before my cousin could stop him, Trevor hollered out "Yes, that's my fish." Trevor's father had to pay a fine of $175 for illegally disposing of the fish.
My cousin told me this hilarious story from years back. When her son, Trevor, was about 8years old, she took him down to the waterfront to see the awards for a Fishing Derby. He was so amazed to see all these gigantic fish being held up. He was admiring a non-winning really big fish -about 3 feet long. Trevor being so cute and adorable, won the heart of the fisherman. He told Trevor he could have the fish.
My cousin tried to talk him out of it, but Trevor wanted to take it home and show it to his father. He refused to leave the park without the fish. So my cousin said ok.
Trevor took the fish home to their nice apartment building to show his father.
"Why did you bring that thing home, what the heck are you going to do with the big fish?" Trevor wasn't sure. "I'm putting it in the garbage," his father said. And he wrapped the giant fish in more newspaper and put it down the garbage chute.
A few days later, there was a big drama outside the apartment building with lots of police cars. My cousin and Trevor went outside to see what was going on, and heard the news that the police were investigating a possible murder - they think they found body parts stuck in the garbage chute. When they finally retrieved the stinking bundle, they discovered it was not a body at all but a giant fish. The police hollered out to the crowd , "Does anyone know anything about this big fish?: and before my cousin could stop him, Trevor hollered out "Yes, that's my fish." Trevor's father had to pay a fine of $175 for illegally disposing of the fish.
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Serves the father right for being such a big meeny! The Universe doesn't like it when people mess with kids. And I'm sure, had he not been such a cad, there were probably people who would have loved to have had it for food (which is probably what the fisherman had intended, giving it to him).
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that was very funny mimi.
made me giggle
Thanks Sheila and jenni for reading my story and taking time to comment. I haven't been around Gaia as much as I used to be. Lots of love to the both of you and ((((hugs)) of course.
Good story. Can't believe they didn't eat the fish. Or put it in the garden to fertilize the plants. Perhaps they didn't know how to clean it? And I guess an apartment dweller might not have much of a garden.
When we lived in California there was a lodge where we'd eat with a trout pond. The kids could catch a fish and then either eat it for dinner or take it home to eat. Daughter Lauren caught her fish. The wait staff took it to the kitchen to clean it. Lauren was so excited. She talked about what she was intending to name it. It was at this point I realized that she thought this fish was going to be a pet. She was so disappointed to find it in a bag without a head. We cooked it the next day. She hated it and has never liked fish.
That's my fish story.
Oh gosh, the father was an flashy guy with big bucks and a big life style, diminished somewhat when he left the country of his birth and came to Canada. He had no contact with fish except maybe in a restaurant .
I don't know much about Big Fish, whether they taste as good as little fish.
I remember a neighbour getting a giant carp and making some kind of stew out of it. We didn't eat carp because it was a bottom feeder and considered unclean. “Old country” stuff.
When I was a kid I caught a speckled trout in a creek. I cut it's head off, scaled & gutted it and fried it on a grill. I had this weird squeamish feeling while doing so..and I don't think I could do the same with a lamb, pig or cow…but I enjoy eating them just the same. Supermarkets make things way too easy for me.
Hey maze, nice to see you here with your fish story. There is that thing about eating things with faces. I used to love fishing. My dad made us wee girls put the worm on the hook ourselves. I used to watch him gut the fish, and used to have to help gut smelts when they were running. Does anyone even go smelt fishing anymore? I used to see smelts in supermarkets occasionally years ago. I can gut fish and chickens. My Ukrainian baba taught me how to kill, pluck and gut a chicken. Oh ya, and how to cook it too with lots of garlic always.
I had fried smelts not that long ago at this italian place in albany. they were crispy. not sure I really liked them.
hey jenni,
did you order the smelts? or were they part of a smorgasbord? I have never seen smelts on a menu. They are so small and fiddly. Seems like a lot of work for nothing, but they do have a sweet taste. Too many tiny bones.
they were on the appetizer menu. we ate them at the bar. you come, we'll go and we'll eat some. maze can come too.