Friday Cephalopod: And the champion is…

Last spring, the All England Squid Fishing Championships took place, in which hundreds of fishermen strove to catch the largest squid. Unfortunately, the weather was not conducive to good fishing, and they caught nothing. Well, except for one person who discovered this cute little guy cling to his jig.

The winner!

This gives me hope. I'm going to sign up for a beauty contest right away.

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If it was England last summer the squid were obviously sheltering from the rain. :)