Was wading Elk horn one summer with my buddy in waist deep water. I was wearing a pair of cutoff blue jeans going commando style. I felt something hit my leg, thinking it was a stick I just kept going. After two or three more steps I realized what hit me had still had me,then I found out it was in my shorts. I couldn't see it and wasn't real sure what to do. After throwing my rod to my hysterical buddy, I decided to take my shorts off and hope for the best. I got my shorts undone and decided to reach in and grab this invader. Hoping it would bite my hand instead of the other contents of my shorts. I reached in and laying right by my junk was a 12 inch largemouth. I was never so glad to get it out and it not to be a snake. That was 25 years ago and my buddy still tells that story when we get together. He was laughing so hard he fell down in the water and got a lung full of water. I admit it was funny after I got it out. When the foreign critter is in your pants it becomes a serious issue.
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Originally Posted by Shellkat
