OH MY GOD WE KILLED SOMEONE!....well something.

Sooooooooooo last night, Jesse and I went night fishing because we're really cool. We had low expectations for catching fish as we had not caught any the night before, however we were more prepared this time. We had been fishing for about 30 mins before our first real nibble. I wasn't quite sure if it was just the tide pulling out our hook or if it was a fish, so I started to reel back in just to check. Sure enough our first fish ''Floppy'' was on the line. I pulled him up on to the dock and Jesse and I just started screaming like little girls. Jesse swiftly bashed Floppy in the head several times with our ''Fish Killer'' (an empty olive oil bottle wrapped in hockey tape) and the freaking fish would NOT die. Finally he stopped flopping around so we chucked him in our fish bag.

Jesse put some bait on the hook again and cast out, not even 5 minutes later we had another fish on the line! Jesse pulled him in and he was even bigger than Floppy (not much bigger, but still bigger). Jesse chucked him on the dock and I gave him one swift blow to the noggin and he was paralyzed. I thought I'd hit him one more time just to be sure he was dead, and he reanimated...it was quite strange....so I wacked him again and he bled from the eye so we called him Bleeding Eye Murphy and threw him in with Floppy.

Once we got back home we poured the fish into the sink to only find that....they were still alive! Floppy was flopping around like mad, and Bleeding Eye Murphy was just laying there breathing his last breaths. We were so scared, and had no idea what to do. So we called around and found that our only option was too chop off their heads. The only problem was that we had the dullest of knives and they were serated. So Jesse grabbed Bleeding Eye Murphy first because well, he was the most dead. He lowered the knife to his neck and it was almost like the fish knew what was going on, his eye slowly drifted upwards staring at us, I'm sure he was cursing us '' YOU FOOLS! Why couldn't you have given us a quick death instead of making us suffer!'' we apologized to them for not being experienced fishers and Jesse began chopping - sawing rather, Bleeding Eye Murphy's head off. It was horrible, his mouth opened wide and it was as if he was trying to scream out. So Jesse and I screamed instead like little girls and had a hug right after because it was so sad. (Now we know why people are vegetarians)

Next to the cutting board was Floppy. I forgot to mention this but while the fish were in the sink, we were looking up on the internet how to kill a fish and it said to stab them in the head behind the eye....so we did it to Floppy....and it didn't do anything, just made him flop around in much more pain. So anyways, once Floppy was on the cutting board we knew what to expect...so Jesse sawed off his head and we plopped both of the decapitated fish into a bag then into the fridge.

Only a few minutes later, I was speaking to my parents on Skype, and they told us that we had to gut the fish or else they would rot. ''Had we not done enough slaughtering for the night!'' we thought. So back to the fridge we went, and grabbed the headless fish and plopped them back on the cutting board. Jesse had read up on how to gut a fish so he sort of knew what to do. It seemed to be going alright apart from it being utterly disgusting. So after the butchering, we had 4 fish fillets, that we later discovered were cut wrong but whatever, it was our first time. So hopefully we'll be out fishing again and know what to do next time haha.


Morgan and Jesse

This video was done on my phone so shitty quality. But genuine reactions haha.