With the Holidays bearing down on us like a red-and-green Union Pacific train carrying nothing but metam sodium, the Underground is still the only outdoor blog site willing to ask the truly difficult questions.

Like, what is the worst (absolute worst) fly fishing gift you’ve ever received?

The Squeamish May Want to Look Away

I’m going to lead the charge with the singing fish wall plaque, which became popular about the same time I moved to Dunsmuir and embarked on a life that was shades away from total slacker.

The Singing Fish
The wall-mounted singing fish – the worst fishing gift ever?

This made me the perfect target for that most repellent of fishing gifts – Billy the Singing Bass and his progeny.

My first Christmas in Dunsmuir deposited three of these target-worthy creations on my doorstep, and never have I come so close to purchasing a powerful (and preferrably illegal) firearm.

At one point, I even cursed the inventor of the battery for his enabling role in the singing fish scourge that was overrunning our once-proud country.

Statistics (compiled by typing numbers until I got one that looked good) suggest that 67.3% of fishermen received a singing fish.

If that’s not concrete proof of the impending apocalypse, just wait until the four horseman arrive riding singing fish. Then you’ll know the Underground was dead on (again).

Could It Get Any Worse?

Your turn Undergrounders. I know someone out there has received a fishing-related gift of such heinous nature that even typing a description causes your fingers to cramp.

At the Underground, we’re not afraid of cramps (though spiders kinda wig us out). Type away. We’re waiting.

[tags]christmas, billy the bass, gifts, fishing, fly fishing[/tags]