Personally, I'd invest my retirement savings in plug making tools and AYC. Once proficient in the art of plugmaking, I'd stand flailing away at the water's edge for hours on end with my many creations. I'd bend lips, modify weights and paint schemes, then repeat. At the end of each session I'd lament the lack of fish and blame it on the eel fishermen. Then I'd stare at the sky, fart a few times, then go home and sleep........
....to be continued......
