Despite the unsettled weather, Tim and Merle hit MI-10 at lunch. Slow was the word of the day, but Tim still managed to land a single fish. Merle was on the skunk list.
The partially digested remains of a crayfish from the gullet of Tim's fish
I am from a time and place so advanced the brains of your species have not yet evolved to a stage to comprehend me. I have selected this photo of an innocent child as a pleasent visual que to signal your syapases. Do not, however, let this this lull you into questioning my power or abilities. I rule the Tournament totally and you participate at my whim.
You have been warned and good fishing.
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