My dad and I went fishing today, and the results brought up a question in my mind. Perhaps the comments section would like to duke it out on this:
I caught three fish, but they were all tiny. My dad caught one big fish, larger than all my fish combined.
Who had the better day fishing, and why?
Your dad had the better day. It’s harder to catch one fish that’s eluded capture long enough not to get caught, than it is to catch 3 stupid young small fish that don’t know any better.
Definitely your dad. All that matters is getting the big one.
Sadly, I have to agree with you both. I was hoping I could get someone to prop me up for catching fish the size of cocktail weenies, but no such luck.