Fishing at Carpinteria State Beach

Me (approaching M, who is tying sea kelp to a rock):  "Watcha doin', M?"

M (not looking up, working):  "I'm going fishing, and this rock looks like cheese, and the fish is going to bite it, and I'm going to catch the fish."

The bait.

The fishing pole.

The fisherman.

A short while later...

Me (seeing M has abandoned the first idea):  "Did you get tired of the cheese?"

M (walking past me):  "I'm going to use a fish instead, and the fish will come up to say hi, and then I'll catch it."

It promptly broke off and floated away.

He never caught a fish, but he learned that rocks and sand toys make bad bait.