I have a friend who's an avid fisherman. He invited me once but then he told me he & his other fisher-friends only go out during the twilight hours. I measured freezing in a tiny motorboat with six other guys in the middle of the pitch-black ocean against sleeping in my warm, safe bed with my wife annnnd... well... bed won.
Oh, I thought that was a picture of Octo-Mom's last visit to the gyno.
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