If that guy is that hard up that he has to eat an old egg-leaking boot like that... let him have his fish. We are talking about one fish that was probably washed of the reds and will end up in someones front yard when the water recedes.

Caviar anyone?

One of the beauties of mother nature is that the not all of the fish return at the same time. For every fish that is killed in the flood there is another still in the salt that hasn't started up the river yet.