Hahaha...
I've posted this before: When I was a poor college student at Dauphin Island Sea Lab, I ate LOTS of mullet. The local dive, Seahouse Bar, used to have a "Mulletspecial every Wednesday night. It was all the mullet, grits and gravy you could eat, plus a pitcher of beer, for just a few bucks. We'd sing (okay, I'd fake it) for the tourists, and we'd use the tips for the "special".
Something I was told as a lowly marine biology student there...if you let fresh mullet sit for a day, chemicals in the skin begin to break down, forming a mild hallucinogen.
Mostly, it made you have, in the words of a famous storyteller, "tremulous dreams".
It probably explains how I ended up the way I am now....:tongue:
(oh, and gafftopsails are good eating. Then again, I like mullet...)