hey its easy rainman, as you quietly sit in the jon boat, listening to the breeze in the trees, drinkin a cold one, drowning a worm for BG (all while thinking about those household and property chores) you catch a BG and haul it up to look at it. a female BG quits moving, gives you a long cold stare, puts her fins on her hips waiting for you to put her back in the water. a male BG keeps flopping around, falls off the hook, knocks over yer beer, lays in the sudsy puddle, takes a deep drink, winks at ya, and jumps back in only to get caught again.
also, actually, i'm thinkin a bean counter is not a bad friend to have in these times
