Your post just reminded me of something unrelated to this thread, but a funny story nonetheless:
I work on an antiterrorism mission with the Navy at the Indian Point nuke plant about an hour north of NYC. There are four Navy guys onboard at any one moment to run the boats, and two Army personnel who handle the weapons, watch the river, and try to solve differential equations by counting on their fingers and toes.
One day, one of the Army guys decides he wants to do some fishing, but doesn't have much to choose from in the way of bait. He does some rummaging and finds a solitary piece of sausage that seems to have fallen off someone's plate during breakfast. By "piece", I mean bite-size piece, not an entire link. So his plan was to catch a fish with this lone piece of bait, then cut up the first fish he catches and use it to catch more fish.
The first fish he caught (like 99% of the fish caught in that particular area) was a catfish. He gets the thing on deck, and then realizes he hasn't thought his plan through entirely. He doesn't have anything to cut the fish up with. So he goes on scavenger hunt number two. I get bored with watching him and find something else to do for a few minutes. The next time I see him, he has the poor fish on the deck with his boot on its head, and he's got two more remnants from breakfast: a plastic fork in one hand, and a plastic knife in the other, and he's giving it all he has to try and slice and dice through the catfish's armor. Keeping in mind that this is not the kind of high-quality plasticware you would get for $.96 for a set of 16 of them at Walmart. This is the kind of plastic cutlery purchased by the lowest bidder. They bend under their own weight.
Sorry if that was a "you had to be there" story but the fish's eyes looking up at him like :D , combined with the sweat pouring down the soldier's beet-red face as he sawed away like a caveman trying to start a fire with two sticks struck me as hilarious.