Post by perry on May 10, 2006 21:39:29 GMT
Went out looking for brookies and was savagely attatcked and mauled by a deranged pickerel who had no business being in those waters. I'm pretty sure he was a plant by some long haired, birkenstock wearing, liberal bucket biologist, one of Regnars crowd no doubt 
, trying to integrate the home waters with a new sense of fishy diversity and ethnic coagulation. I was trying to send the little SOB home, south of the beaver dam, when all of a sudden...he attacked!! Blood flew, I screamed, and he died a horrible and ultimately a brutal death there amongst the beaver turds. Almost felt bad for a minute, until I looked at my thumb. I wonder though, you think think the rest of the fish would have made him learn to speak trout?
, trying to integrate the home waters with a new sense of fishy diversity and ethnic coagulation. I was trying to send the little SOB home, south of the beaver dam, when all of a sudden...he attacked!! Blood flew, I screamed, and he died a horrible and ultimately a brutal death there amongst the beaver turds. Almost felt bad for a minute, until I looked at my thumb. I wonder though, you think think the rest of the fish would have made him learn to speak trout?
