Two nights ago, I was fishing for bream and the water was like a bath. Enjoying the cool night air and the sounds of silence, and standing in knee deep of water, when something came out of the deep and rapped its self around my calf muscle. Ather jumpping around and smashing the water with my fishing rod, I found it was a sqid. And you,d think it would of got the message and swam away, but no, it came back for another bite. Iam glad it wasnt a blue-ring.
signed tunaman