Your's truly, El Stubbo, wearing the original Mojo .

I tried to get a patent, but the attorney laughed me out his office. A week later, he bought a Mojo for his fisherman father-in-law. The Mojo brought dad-in-law such good luck, he's now operating a charter fleet in Belize and has his office in an airconditioned cantina. His patent attorney son-in-law was disbarred.

Testimonials:

Gatorguy: "I wouldn't think of touching a rod without my Mojo.."

Mudfoot: "That Mojo was the only thing that didn't get busted when I hooked that giant black drum."

FishRic: "Mojo? I don't need no d***ed Mojo!" (quoted just prior to a manatee attempting to mate with his dirty brown kayak)