During an ice fishing outing it became very slow and my pard went out to paint some snow. I brought up his bait and took a wrinkled brat left over from lunch, hooked it about a third of the way from one end, and put it back down. His bobber was pulled under and I left it for him to find. He walks back into the shack and yells "Holy S*&T". He grabs the rod and set the hook. Due to the hook placement on the brat, it went kind of in a circle and he proclaimed that it felt like a good one. When his "Good One" broke the waters surface, I got a wet brat to the melon while gasping for air from not being able to breath due to laughter.