It's a beautiful day out on the water this morning, perfect for fishing, but things ain't going so great for Phil, as mermaids crowd around him in the water below.

Phil huffs, stands up, and gives the whole lot of swooning mermaids a fiery scowl.

"Y'all mermaids gotta get outta here! Can't you tell I'm tryin' to fish up in these here waters? I traveled mighty far to get away from y'all, and I don't need you briny harlots migrating to hurl your wet curls at me even here and gettin' in mah way! D'ya hear? Now swim off!"

The mermaids tread water with mouths agape, aghast at the telling-off they have just received.

"But—" one begins.

"No buts about it! Y'all gotta get lost now and let a man fish!"