Zombie fish
When I was about 14, I went sea fishing for the day with my dad, somewhere in Norfolk. It was great weather, and I eventually caught a large dogfish. Hauling it aboard the boat, it was hard to deal with the thing, since they have very rough skin - like sandpaper. So, rather than wrestle any further with it, we chucked it in a nearby empty bucket.

An hour later, something was seriously wrong. The thing was still thrashing around, trying to get free even though it was dead. The sounds of this aquatic zombie were getting a bit too much, so the boat owner decided to sort the thing out. He removed its head, tail, guts and skin, and dumped what was now little more than a tube of white fish-flesh back in the bucket. To my horror (and teenage fascination) this did little to actually stop the thing, which continued to writhe about, still trying to escape.

Hard fuckers, dogfish.
(MSB Load universe into cannon. Aim at brain. Fire., Thu 2 Jun 2005, 12:40, Reply)