fishing

so my father takes me fishing with his drinking and hunting buddy-parker... suddenly i hear the words..."holy fuck!!!"ring out at the top parkers lungs...next thing i know...he takes a pistol out of his pants and begins to shoot at a fish...apparently...the fish was very big and for some unknown reason...this got parker really excited...anyway...i cant remember a fucking thing about most of our fishing trips...i can thank parker for the memory...thank you parker...luv stu