I should start by saying that I really didn't lie to you on an earlier incarnation of Blinkynet, when I claimed that this was my family. This really is part of my family. In fact, I'm the photo, too – I'm the one with the the funny hat. See, I was trying to seem more like you mammals, so there'd be, you know, less distance between us.
Remember this noble goal for a moment, if you will.
So one day when we were having a family reunion, I got some of the gang to dress up and pose for a shot trying to look like you humans look to us. When you're used to sharkskin suits in natural hues, day in and day out, some of the stuff you people put on is hard on our eyes. I don't even remember who all was involved, but Cousin Dinky is in one of these costumes; unfortunately I can't remember which one.
But the main idea was to go to one of your taverns, blend in, and see how your kind spends its leisure time. But things didn't work out. Apparently our costumes didn't fully conceal our sharkliness, because we got stared at a lot, and some people pointed and laughed and...well, it was pretty embarrassing, so we didn't stay long. We were on your turf, after all, and hey – we're not all that comfortable on any turf. In fact, it kind of burned us up; so after we got home and cleaned up, we went cruising for surfers, but I guess it just wasn't our day because we couldn't find any. We had to settle for some drunken fisherman that fell off a charter boat, and that's not the kind of kill you can brag up, back at the sand bar. And it was way too fatty, compared to nice lean surfer. Still, even a bad meal of human does diminish the distance between us, so in a way the experiment did have some positive results. For us, anyway.
And remember – he went out looking for fish, first.