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OK this is weird. I guess fishing frustrations manifest them selves in various ways. For some it's dreams, for others....well last night my harem and I did our annual punkin carvin. My kids went with the traditional triangle eyes and smiling mouth with missing teeth. My wife came up with something that's a cross between Scream and an expression I once saw on a woman in a "blue" movie (that's my interpretation and I'm stickin' with it) while my finished product has a face that's half Rick Bomba and half Notaro with a mouth like an agitated, feeding bass. What's it mean, Mikey? What's it mean?
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