I ain’t no fish.

It’s best that I ignore you. I’ve seen it all before. Your lure is as apparent as a knock upon my door.

There is no winner in this catch-and-release game. Taunt me from a distance. I’d see it just the same.

There is no central casting. No script to play along. We’re at the whims of fate. In the background, there’s a song.

Hold on tight when it strikes. It will increase the odds. There is little chance of landing once you remove the barbs.

I know your hook is baited. I’ll satisfy your wish. As long as you remember that I ain't no fish.