This is the photograph that will haunt my husband for a long time to come and I have to secretly admit to being happy that this sixty pound tuna got away because I know that if it hadn't, it would have been stuffed and hung on a wall in my house for me to stare at and dust, occasionally.
The Gods of good taste and home decor were shining on me that day.
Am I a bad wife? (Don't answer that.)
Is - relieved
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