But our luck quickly changed.
I caught a fish and cody caught a fish. I caught another fish but cody couldn't catch another one. Great success.
I must say floats work wonders when you go fishing. You get all excited when you see the floats bobbing on the surface of the water. Makes your spine tingle with joy. Oh heck, none of you will understand. All was perfect til cody dropped my float into the oh so yucky drain. He was so sad he couldnt get as much fish as eric and i did that he had to steal away my float for himself. It was not an easy job trying to retrieve the runaway float. It took 2 wooden sticks, a fishing rod, a plastic bag and of course muscle power from both cody and I to successfully obtain the drifting magical float which was needed to catch more fish.

Cody who caught only one fish after 3 hours of fishing was first to leave. I'm sure he was pretty happy with the midget fish he caught. Fishing without cody just isn't fun. There's no one to throw peanut butter chum at so we decided to pack up and head home. Eric took a piggyback ride on my brother to his aunt's house. I was left to carry all the 11 fish that we caught. Yes, we caught a total of 11 fish. Very productive i must say. Though the indon probably caught about 178 fishes. I bet the bloody indon is so heng that he is still out there in the dark drawing fishes to his line and smoking his bloody cigarette. oh man, he is just that cool!
So that ends dee-elicious's fishing outing. Before you all think that i'm very cruel for cutting the fishies tummy open and fingering out its insides, i assure you that it was not I who did it, but my amah. I myself was shocked to find out that our hardwork were all made hollow and its insides stewed. I shall start mourning today while my amah is feasting on stew of fish intestine.
Love,
Bokh
To please the very demanding syazwina, here are some pictures.

Cody thought he caught a fish. Eric smiles at the camera, fish biting his bait but he doesnt know it. The other guy is concentrating.

Minutes before their tummies were cut open and removed. They were happily swimming. Four had already died due to unknown reasons. The smaller fish were caught by cody and eric.

Dead.

Dying.