Police Patrol
After lunch, we had to rush downtown to get whatever mom wanted and I had to listen to her grumble about the whole day, all this while Brendan and my sis were out shopping somewhere else. Mom gets most of the items she wanted and then it was off to get groceries for dinner and just as we were about to step into the supermarket, they tell us that it's closed. Well goody for us. Finally we get everything we need then we left mom back home to do the cooking and the rest of us headed down to the river to fish. My dad was really enthusiastic and happy to teach my sis and Brendan a thing or 2 about fishing. There were 4 of us and only 2 rods, and for me, I'd rather eat the fish than deal with the bait. So I took the opportunity to take a few pics of the dent I made on the car and just enjoy the scenery around us. Walking around the place, I did start to notice this horrible smell of rotting seafood and didn't realise that I was actually standing in front of a pile of dead blowfish that other people had thrown aside. Well it might seem horrible but with the amount of blowfish that eat away your bait in this area, it has become common practice to just let them die in a corner.
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