That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for June 17, 2019

Teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.

“Only fish we’ll be eating tonight is filet o’fish at Mickey D’s.”

“Son, if you don’t stop complaining, I’m going to turn this boat around!’

“I’m tellin’ ya Jed, three more years till retirement, and then Gloucester can shove their damn fish sticks.”

“Sam, I don’t know about you, but about now I’m beginning to wish we’d paid the five bucks for one of those new-fangled life preservers.”

“Are we there yet, dad? Are we there yet, dad?”

Ironically, they could HURL then too !

“Gee dad, when you said let’s get my learners permit,I thought you meant for the car!”

‘I said, “catch” not “ketch”.’

The picture makes me think of “Captains Courageous”. Awesome book, if you haven’t read it. By Kipling.

Happy Fathers Day, gents.

Dad, were you supposed to bring the net, or was I?

The S S Minnow II

Great boat! The painting turns out to be oil on copper, which is unusual.

“lmao.. it’s not even raining.. and we’re wearing all this rubber stuff.. sweating like sumo wrestlers.. lol.. good lord I said ‘lol..’ I’m getting delerious…”

I still think we should protest to the regatta authorities about Lars stealing our tiller.

Extreme close-up of a kid playing with his toy boat in the bathtub.

Stand up, and just go over side? Are you kidding? I’ll just sit here and wet my pants, thank you.

The whole “Weekend at Bernie’s” schtick had seemed like a fun idea, but sailing the boat by himself was getting tedious. At least the wind kept the smell to acceptable levels.

“If the weather gets any thicker/ and if I get any sicker/ please understand, Dad/ and don’t get mad/ when I barf all over me slicker.”

FOR GOD’S SAKES GRAMPA, LEAVE YOUR WORM IN YOUR PANTS! We’re sailing, not fishing!!!

Next time you try to bring me out here I’ll do more than jam a broomstick up your arse.

When I was your age, son, my dad took me out in seas with 100 foot waves, and would beat me if I complained.

" I told you to use the bathroom before we left. "

“So this rope does what again? I’ll just give it a little pull.”

" Who the hell’s bright idea was it to have the regatta, in this #@X%^&! weather? "

What’s this cork in the bottom of the boat for?

There once was a man from Nantucket…..

I should have known there was a good reason Mom wanted to stay home and scrub the floors.

If you don’t pull in any fish, we have to eat your mother’s cranberry, beet, and kale salad for. Pull. Pull.

“I know we’re lost, because you’re not saying anything and not looking at me when I’m asking you if we’re lost.”

Der blæste en vind ud af kattens gat. Den måtte lugte så ilde.

I know I said I wanted a lobster dinner, but I didn’t know I had to catch it myself.

“Son, tilt the boat just a little more so I don’t hit the side when I pee.”

Son, in my day, we didn’t get a ride to school on the mainland. We swam both ways against the current.

Don’t look, Brad! I think this boat is following us!

“Bonding? Boy, that’s rich. No, son, today we’re out here to meet an old friend of poppy’s. Now tie that rope around your waist, and when I give the signal, you jump in the water and swim to that buoy over there, and make as many splashing noises as you can. Ready?”