I would be that fish in the lower left corner of the net, and speaking of lower left corners; that woman rubbing her eyes in the lower left corner... see her? ... that would be the reason I was in the net. I would be hoping to be placed between the lips of the tanned creature.
I would flop around in the bottom of the net, trying to catch her attention. Suddenly, she would reach out and grab me. Me! Of all the fish she would pick me.
She would place me in her mouth and I would literally explode. That would be it. An explosion and then.... I would be gone. Not unlike the dude nailing the black widow spider. A moment of sexual gratification and then eternal nothingness.
But, the primal scream as I exited this world would be my footprint on society.
And, by the way, I would like to thank Kickycan for starting this thread. My fish story has laid dormant for a very long time.