The third guy was more like having a prissy girl in the boat...we had to teach him how to hold a fishing pole like a man and thank goodness he didn't catch any fish because I could only imagine the high pitched screams that would fill the air as he held out his fine trophy catch saying "get it off, please get it off, don't let it touch me....eeeooouuuu."

So thankful he just read books and tossed the real fishermen drinks and snacks.