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[It's been a hard couple of months to be a Vince, man. Crazy Mayfield shit. Howard gone-- again. His daughter running off to join a band with some American hipster. All in all, not good times. So, what is a Vince to do to cheer himself up after these bad times? Commune with his motherfucking animal brethren, that's what!
The snow's gone, and 50 degrees is like swimming weather for him, so Vince is goin' fishing! Without a rod. Or bait. Or anything. Basically he's just sitting by the lake in the park and all the fish are jumping into his bucket. Once the bucket fills up, he empties it out into the lake again, apparently against the protests of the fish.] C'mon, lads, y'gotta give everybody else a turn! Wouldn't be fair otherwise!
The snow's gone, and 50 degrees is like swimming weather for him, so Vince is goin' fishing! Without a rod. Or bait. Or anything. Basically he's just sitting by the lake in the park and all the fish are jumping into his bucket. Once the bucket fills up, he empties it out into the lake again, apparently against the protests of the fish.] C'mon, lads, y'gotta give everybody else a turn! Wouldn't be fair otherwise!