When I was a wee lad, I caught my first flounder, just like bass, I lipped it before it got away ! He bit the hell out of me, yikes he has teeth !!! and VERY sharp ones too !!! I still remember the warm blood oozing down my thumb, but I wasn't letting go until I got that 5 lb. sow to the beach ! Foul hooked it in the back dragging a lure on bottom. One of my best memories on the coast.
