Stop me if you’ve heard this before.
There’s apparently a fishing tradition (that I’d never heard of) whereby you kiss the first catch of the day.
If you’re down…just be careful that the fish doesn’t wiggle out of your hand mid-kiss, jump down your throat, and almost choke you to death.
Happened to a 28-year-old guy from England a couple of weeks ago…everything except for the “choking to death” – part.
His buddies couldn’t get the fish out because of the dorsal barbs that kept it lodged in Sam Quilliam’s throat. Sam actually went into cardiac arrest before EMT’s arrived and yanked the fish out with forceps.
Sam’s going to be just fine, because that would have been the least heroic death ever.
Also, I have questions about his kissing technique. What’s the old rule-of-thumb? Don’t open your mouth so wide that a 6-inch dover sole could jump down your throat?
Paging Prof. Darwin.
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