*smirk “I’m a good fisherman, Jack.”

HOW would we know. All you do is daydream about fishing. You go to work, struggle miserably, come home, struggle miserably, play with your dogs, recover, fix boat mortors like it’s your filial duty, then sit in “therapy” sessions all week. WHEN have you ever fished?! I’ve NEVER seen you fish apart from when you were inhaling it like copium during your trial! Even in your daydreams you caught NOTHING! You just like standing in water! No wonder Hannibal got away /j