Hmmm… where’s Rusty? Not in the car? What’s the rule again? 15 minutes and I get to leave without a shred of guilt? But what will Cherry say? Oh, that’s right, he’s not really hers anyway… Damn, she might demand that we engage in baby-making activities… Shit I better go find him.
I was really looking forward to meeting some of the other fisher-people… but I guess that was not to be. That would have required Elrod and Co. to come up with a slew of other implausible names like “Musky McPike” and “Sally Sturgeon…” I mean, c’mon it’s not THAT hard, right?