I was fishing a small river today and came upon a bunch of 12 year old boys (estimate) netting silvers with a landing net.

In a loud firm voice I said, "Just what do you think you are doing??!!??!!??!!"

They stopped, looked at me, and just stared.

One boy mustered the courage to say, "Mister, are you the game warden?", in a wavering voice.

I said, "Nope, but if I was, it would be too late for you boys, wouldn't it? I did just talk with him a half hour ago, though." (which I had, 30 miles away and an hour before)

They stopped netting, and started fishing, the right way. Nice kids, just got carried away a bit.