I'm glad that your daughter's ok. I agree with everybody else...go back with a spear gun and show 'em who the boss is.
It was 10 or 15 years ago, I was snorkeling in in the Gulf and a big remora took up with me. It attached it's self right in the center of my chest. I thought it was pretty cool. After it had been with me for about 20 minutes I guess it thought my left nipple was a barnacle because it bit the living daylights out of me. I'm a big tough guy but man let me tell you... I screamed like a 9 year old french girl!!!
The worst thing about it was it took an act of God to finally get away from the damm thing. I was bleeding, I was mad, I was in pain, and I just knew that if he bit me again in the same place I'd have to do the screaming like a little french girl thing again!
It was 10 or 15 years ago, I was snorkeling in in the Gulf and a big remora took up with me. It attached it's self right in the center of my chest. I thought it was pretty cool. After it had been with me for about 20 minutes I guess it thought my left nipple was a barnacle because it bit the living daylights out of me. I'm a big tough guy but man let me tell you... I screamed like a 9 year old french girl!!!
The worst thing about it was it took an act of God to finally get away from the damm thing. I was bleeding, I was mad, I was in pain, and I just knew that if he bit me again in the same place I'd have to do the screaming like a little french girl thing again!