Do you intend to touch all your clients? I mean, it’s not that I think you’re coming on to me, but your hands are kind of…hairy and clammy and your skin burns a little with the fires of hell that sing in your blood and stuff.

Ok, ok, focus. I mean, what do you do with the fish after? Do you eat them? Do monkeys eat fish? Do demons eat fish, for that matter? Imaging being a fish, and seeing you at the other end of the pole! They’d die of a heart attack!

OK, stop looking at me like that. Book, book, book, book, boook, book, boook…