When I went to the Kenai a few years ago, I fished at Swiftwater Park and I just cussed at them and they were in the mouth. They get scared when you're really cross with them and commit suicide.

Got an 11 pounder near the mouth of the Kenai with this method. I was so drunk and belligerent. It all came together.

Love those memories.
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Down like fo' flatz on a lowrider