Reply With QuoteYeah! My sides are still hurting from the last one!!
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Hurricanebob
Were are you....we need a good "Fish Tail" to get us through this last blast of winter, until at least next week.....
Any fishies, critters, etc causing problems around E-town? Are, maybe you went South on us? Must be a story somewhere?
He..He..
Good Fishing,
Gary
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Yeah! My sides are still hurting from the last one!!
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I was in hurricane bob...but im sure thats not what your talking about!!
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Oh I feel so bad for HurricaneBob...... Oh wait a minute....Nevermind.
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thats just not right....
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I know! Just could not resist. I have little self control!
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on another note...i think im gonna make one last effort today to get my line wet...will only have a half hour at best..but its better than nothing i guess!!!
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Man I wish I could. I cant shake this cold. Its whipping my tail! Good luck!
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Yea seems to be alot of that going around...hope you can break that cold in time for the nice weather thats around the corner.
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Oh it will break! It has to. Gonna be on Guntersville in two weeks.
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BUMPOriginally Posted by Boone
Well, I been a little busy, but it's nice to be missed.
First off, I had some problems with the wife. She really got me steamed up, and well I guess I should have calmed down, but I reached over, grabbed the gun and shot her. Now I just got to figure out how to get a paintball gun out of that place the sun rarely shines.
I've also been working on a new career, trying to get a real estate license. I figure when the fishing is bad, I can just pull up to the bank and sell a house or 2. And sometimes I'll get the owners permission before I sell it.
And I had a small heart attack. Really knocked me off my feet for awhile. Came on real sudden like. Bought the wife one of those 3 pound solid chocolate Hershey hearts for valentines day. Was waiting for her to get home to give it to her......the heart that is. Well come 10 PM she still wasn't home. 11 PM she rolls up in the driveway, and climbs out of the truck, and says she decided to go out with the girls. So when she came in the house, I just threw that darn 3 pound chocolate heart at her. What I'd didn't know was her freind Gretchen had come in the door behind her. Gretchen is proof positive that Kentucky Indians used to have relations with buffaloes. Girls got more tatooes and ink on her then the graffiti walls of a subway. Women is so big she's got a tatoo of a bulldozer on her rear end with the word Catapiller spelled out in 3 inch letters and fits with room to spare. Well, the heart sails over the wife's head, and hits Gretch right dead on the forehead. Didn't phase her a bit. She just rolled up her sleeves, and picked up that chocolate Frisbee, and started wailing on me with that 3 pound Hershey hammer. I went out cold about the third time she rang my bell with it. Woke up in the emergency ward with 28 stitches in my forehead. Doctor said he couldn't get all the chocolate out of my scalp, but he was pretty sure it would dissolve away in a couple years or so. He put me on some diabetes medicines just in case the chocolate "melted in my head", and "not in my mouth". I'm telling ya, I never want to have one of them there heart attacks again. I've heard of them and all before, but I just never knew how it was a fella came about to getting one.
Good news is Gretchen got thirty days in the slammer for almost removing me from the human race. I hear she darn near escaped from jail, but got caught in one of the bear traps they had set outside her cell.
So, I'll write some when I get a chance and when my eyesight clears up some. I think next valentines day, the ole ladies just gonna get a card. I can live with paper cuts I reckon.
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