Back when my father was young, my grandfather was a serious weekly fisherman (They lived in Burlington Vermont, walking distance from Lake Champlain). Anyway, my grandfather was a man with hardcore simplistic values about fishing. It was done with a fishing pole, a hook, and a good old worm, not some fancy lures and expensive tacklebox full of crap.
Anyway, my grandfather's friend dissagreed and had hundreds of shiny, fun, hooky little lures for every occasion and my grandfather always ridiculed him because of it.
My grandfather, decided to be silly one weekend and poke a little fun at his friend's fancy lures. One of his jobs was manufacturing wooden teeth. He built a pair of chompers, weighted them down a little, and took them on the fishing trip with his tacklebox toting buddy. He tied the wooden dentures to his fishing line and cast off. Now you would expect this to be totally rediculous (and it certainly looked that way), but you can imagine that reeling the thing in made the dentures wobble and spin like mad through the water. Suddenly, my grandfather got a bite. He reeled in a huge fish.... and then another.... and then another. He caught a LOT of big fish with it. Apparently the fish are attracted to big old sets of wooden dentures spinning around through the water up there.
The next trip however, he gave up the wood chompers and went back to worms.
