Fishing Trip

I was on a boat in a big lake.  The lake was big enough I could not see the other side.  We were drifting in the water and wanted to fish.  There was a large white stone sticking straight out of the water that I was afraid we would bump in to.  I lowered my fishing line in the water.  I was using a lure that looked like a bird with a long yellow beak and a grin on it's face. It was a nasty grin not a happy one.  I looked down into the water and could see a fish looking at my lure.  It was an orange fish with white vertical stripes.  It grabbed the lure but did not pull too hard.  The boat started going very fast and we were dragging the fish along.  Somebody told me to pull on the line to set the hook in the fish's mouth.  I pulled on the line and it came loose.  The bait I was using was left half in the fish's mouth.  It was not a worm but looked more like some kind of patty or peanut butter sandwich that had been torn in half with half sticking in the fish's mouth.  I thought what lousy luck and the fish, who's mouth was stuck shut because of the peanut butter or whatever it was said "How do you think I feel?"