So my grandpa was a cop down in Missouri- long time bailif, but also a rail cop for Fresco Lines.

One of the guys he remembers coming through as a bailiff… would go to a trout farm (Bennett springs?) and walk around with some monofilament ran down his pants, catch a trout in each leg and walk on out.

It took him a while to get caught.

I’m not sure id want anything that gets nibbly in my pants.