Tell us about it.
Twas the annual salmon mating season and all my fishy chums were swimming up stream, smashing into rocks, getting eaten by bears.
I just played in the Algie with my two pals, Sammy shrimp and Carol the crab
Was fun
Till all the lifeless spent, jizz covered bodies of my salmon friends floated on past.
But we drew fake mustaches on then and Sammy shripmed his way up some of there butts and set up an elaborate pulley system, so we could get served at the local fishy botlo.
