THEN...it was Miller Time Or in my case Capt Morgan time. We sat at the bar overlooking the water and we had a hoot convincing a young bartender that we were shark taggers and had been working in the water all day tagging sharks. She said "Are there really sharks out there? I only go out knee dip" Barry began to tell her that is where they were the worse. We were all about to crack up. We continued to fabricate as Barry told her he put chum on himself and I told her yeah that Stasia and I kept our distance and threw the tags to him to put on the sharks. Then he produced some scars on his arm where he got too close to a baby bull and I said "Yeah I tried to tell him he was getting too close" Her eyes kept getting bigger and for some reason she kept moving almost unconsciously further away from us.