My friend Mr. President mentions that his favorite sport is Stern Girl Fishing, then actually imitates throwing out a line and reeling it in. This after he stuns several girls by walking into Brookdale Lobby and actually annoucing, "Ladies, come and get it," after tapping at his chest and throwing out his hands in an expansive gesture.
I tell this to my other friend, who says to me as follows:
"It's not fishing. I don't fancy that imagery."
Just as I was about to tell him that he was being silly by not buying into the joke, he stuns me with his final line.
"Think of it as butterfly catching."
Perfection, isn't it?
He continues. "Instead of pulling up the hook, I'm outting down my net." He smirks. "How do you like me now?"
That was fine until he decided to tell me that, having revised his opinion, it's actually more like "cockroach sticky traps."
At this point, had he only been nearby, I would have thrown a pillow at him. Since he was not, he'll just have to wait until later to get creamed.