My wife and I were walking along one of the irrigation ditches on our property with the dog. She asked me if I had seen any frogs yet. I told her no, that I thought it was still too early. She said "what are all those holes in the mud". I said "they may be frogs, why don't you stick your finger in one and see if you can pull out a frog. If there is, you can work your way up to noodling catfish." She didn't know what that was, so I explained how it was a redneck sport. She looked at me and said "you've been spending too much time with those southern boys at Cubfests."
I guess I'm guilty as charged.
Bob
Bob