Not a sign of protection in sight! I knew this kind of thing loomed. What with all the kissing of fish before releasing them and calling them ‘baby’ and ‘darlin’. I blame this on the Southern influence of Bass fishing and Jimmy Houston in particular. Once you cross the line like this your sexual identity can be thrown into total chaos. The old lady will never look good enough again. And, coming home with the smell of another fish on your person! Well, this puts fishy smell in a whole new category. Deplorable I say. Imagine what the ecobots will have to say about this. If you can’t catch them and release them you sure as hell can’t fornicate with one!
Update: OK, I am a little troubled! Unless you know this remote and insignificant post exists…then why are some of you querying only two words “fish” “sex”? What’s up with that? Alarming fetish…a misplaced fetish. You love to fish…even love fish…but not make love to fish or equate sex and fish in same query.