When I was small...maybe 4 or 5, I'd go fishing with my Ojichan (Grandpa), and his yellow lab Bob. We'd ride in his light blue VW hippie van to the bait shop to pick up worms, then head out on the little dingy boat, and fish all day. I don't recall ever catching anything, but I do remember getting a leech stuck on my earlobe like a bloodsucking earring. Ojichan told me to sit still, he took the lit cigarette out of his mouth and proceeded to burn the snail off of my earlobe.
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