There is just something about it that gives me an uneasy feeling though. Over 2000 fish put in that pond and the one I DON'T want in there dies?
Maybe I need to visit a casino, because that is usually not the way my luck runs!
And as far as being mostly human, that reminds me of a story of when I was about 5 years old. I was tagging along with my dad on a cold winter day where a bunch of farmers were standing around an old pot belly stove "chewing the fat" (likely cause my mom had had enough of me). Being the pesky kind and somewhat more noisy than what some of the old guys appreciated, after me making some comment about "being born", an old guy named Lonnie Brown spat a wad of tobacco spit on the stove and said "hell boy, you weren't born. A crow shat you on a stump and the sun hatched you".
So there has been some prior discussion as to my origin.
Funny I should remember that from my childhood. I became good friends with that old man through my teenage years till he died.
