"Captain" Havoc

We finally just decided to steal the boat.

Actually, we did get to meet the owners (nice people), so the rental was all legit.

Following a thorough orientation ("Here's your boat."), we set out in search of submerged rocks and other non-insured hazards.

Now the Colonel is not known for his outdoor-type manly prowess. At least not like this guy, (or his Dad), or these guys. (Pretty much more like this guy.)

But that being said, he did manage to guide the Blond to a walleye.

Or two...

Or three,

Or four.

The Blond, of course, IS a fabulous Sportsbabe. She threw back all but the first one.

She also caught a couple hundred of these.

FINALLY, Captain Colonel established the presence of a "Y" chromosome in the boat by catching his own supper. After "uneventfully" parking the rental craft, we were able to move on to the next adventure:

A MORON's GUIDE TO CLEANING FISH

1. Find Fillet knife. (Hint: Look in the garage behind the stack of Disco Albums)

2. Stick Knife into Fish. (Use pointy end)

3. Field complaint from Blond about not killing fish first. (Note: Biological discussion of dorsal ganglia will fall on deaf ears. Just mutter "It's dead, now." and move on.)

4. Move knife randomly until chunks of flesh fall off. Check to make sure they are not your own.

5. Listen to Blond wonder why her "bigger" fish now has the "smaller" fillets. Explain to her that it is because she doesn't know how to fish.

All in all, it made for a good meal.

And now if you will excuse me, I have to go push a boat off the top of a dock.