When I was 8 I hooked my Dad through the top of his ear on the backswing of my cast with a Daredevil spoon with treble hook. I though I hooked the bushes behind me and like Run's sister, I gave it a few good yanks before I put together that the screams coincided with my yanking, lol
Then my Dad had to trust me to cut the barbs of two of the hooks. I was barely strong enough cut them and it to me awhile.
I have never seen my Dad more patient then when he was trying to kokes (sp?)me to use the wire cutters next to his ear, lol.