Redneck Hiro Goes Fishing For Octopus

I was sixteen years old. I own a wood boat. Heavy built boat. Maybe ten people get on it. Usually three or four of us go to fishing. End of summer, little octopus come in. We fish all day octopus. About three or four hundred of little octopus. Boat has leak water. Some of them swimming in the boat. Some of them cooked by the sun then dried octopus. We eat them while fishing. I take them home. Dry them. Next morning, roasted, to take to school. Sell them 3 for 10 cents. Three octopus is like a bunch of beef jerky. You can chew one octopus for fifteen minutes. Octopus has ink. Most classmates has black teeth. One day English teacher told us, "Don't chew gum in the class." But one boy told him, "But we need to show good manners." The teacher asked "Why?"  The boy said, "It kill mouth odor." "Ok, if so, chew at break time. Not in class." "Yes sir." Everybody in the class was laughing. The teacher said, "Before you talk about manners, do you know what you look like your lips need to be cleaned." Whole class die laughing. We all had octopus ink dirty lips!