The town marvelled how the old man was always able to come back to shore in his row boat with so many fish. The game warden asked the old man and the old man invited him on his next trip. One morning they both venture out and row around the bend out of site of the town. The old man reaches from under him and grabs a stick of tnt, lights it and tosses it in the water. Boom! And up arises part of todays catch. Quite troubled the game warden states that he cannot ever do that again! The old man grabs another stick of tnt, lights it, and hands it to the warden, and says "now are you fishing or just talking?"
