Hmmm… where’s Rusty? Not in the car?  What’s the rule again? 15 minutes and I get to leave without a shred of guilt?  But what will Cherry say? Oh, that’s right, he’s not really hers anyway… Damn, she might demand that we engage in baby-making activities… Shit I better go find him.

I was really looking forward to meeting some of the other fisher-people…  but I guess that was not to be.  That would have required Elrod and Co. to come up with a slew of other implausible names like “Musky McPike” and “Sally Sturgeon…” I mean, c’mon it’s not THAT hard, right?