"Back when I was a kid, we had to kill our own lakes before we ate them. We also had to walk up-hill while prostitutes seared our genitals with firebrands, just to pick up a gallon of milk.
While Grandpa still insisted on using his dangling genitals as Bait, we did manage to convince him to switch from the less effective Broomstick to the slightly more probable Axe to catch Pike on Lake Frozemycockoff.