In my opinion slackers are soon to be packers.  So I would be very surprised to see any such slacking.  Unless of course it's the total fish count at the end of the day. ::)  Then I guess I might be considered a slacker.  
As to the rumors of a tribe of cycloptic folk, pre-dating the picto-producing Ojibwe, who once inhabited a small village on a remote pond just north of Conmee.  I fear the great gods of the Cree may shadow this venture into a haunting tribal warfare, which could be devastating to the eyes in Conmee.  However, either way I seek and foresee many fortunes in this great vast land of opportunity.  By the way.  I'll be the one casting the magic bait, often noted as casting spells up on fish in shallow depths of water to only be lurerd toward one certain individual.  I sure as heck may not know how to fish fairly, but I'll make great fortunes at my magic bait stand in Quetico.   ;D
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