Written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge.
Here’s where the image took me.
“George, where the devil are we?”
“Precisely where I intended to be, Martha.”
“You’ve been saying that for an hour. We’re going in circles.”
“I am navigating by the current. It’s called seamanship.”
“It’s called being lost, George.”
“I am never lost. I am … reconnoitering.”
“When you invited me out for a seafood dinner, George, I didn’t think I’d have to catch my own meal.”
“And yet here you sit, doing precisely that, while bellowing like a water buffalo in heat.”
“Oh stuff it, George! You haven’t caught a thing!”
“The fish simply require patience, Martha …. something you’ve never possessed in abundance.”
“This is mind-numbing; not even a nibble!”
“I got a nibble.”
“That was a reed, you fool!”
“It was a very aggressive reed, I’ll have you know, woman!”
“I want to go home, George.”
“Nonsense! Carpe diem, Martha! If you really want to go home, I suggest you start swimming.”
“Oh shut up!“
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The Elephant's Trunk 
🤣 that rings so true Nance love it 👏
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Now that was a fun day out
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