Message to 2 Males in a Boat
I refer to you as males because the word "men" is reserved for special people to whom you cannot begin to measure up.
You drove your boat close to mine this morning, just as dawn began to break on Cherokee Lake, and stopped close enough for me to hear one of you say to the other, "That's a girl." After what sounded like a couple of words spoken by the driver, the next thing I heard was, "It may take too long for us to get her down here."
You were wrong, I am NOT a girl; I am a woman, ALL WOMAN! I've never been more disappointed in my life than I was when you started the engine, turned and drove your boat away from mine. I wanted so much for those two "hot bodies" to come up on my boat, at least for a second.
I was holding in my hand a fully loaded and cocked, .357 magnum, Smith & Wesson handgun, and had every intention of using it. "Fear" is not my middle name, and I hold an impressive number of marksmanship awards to prove it.
My husband was standing with our dog, about 50 feet back on the dock of the marina, and knew that if you tried to touch me, your brains would instantly turn into carp food.
When you come for a fight with me, you had better bring something other than a lightweight fishing rod. Today was your lucky day.
Signed,
Mrs. Bassin_Bug
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