Time to go provide for the family, armed only with a fishing rod, my wits, some good bourbon, and enough meat to choke a carnivorous horse.
I'll be back. Too soon.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Gone Fishin'
Posted by Snag at 3:31 PM
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Best of luck, Snag. I hope the carnivorous horses are biting
I see a plethora of walleye in your future, Snag.
A PLETHORA!
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TIME TO TRASH THE PLACE. I WILL BE IN CHARGE OF BREAKING ROMANTICS CDS.
I will be in charge of posting Sex Pistols videos.
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the river outside of my current project was filled with carp... and one northern.
also, the new Alarm album is really really good.
I wonder how long before the oil spill makes it way up the east coast.
Darn that Obama!
Let's get an environmentally sensitive sort like Dick Cheney to get together with industry (*secretly*) and do the right thing.
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Nobody said "Zardoz"
Yet.
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A PLETHORA!
Plethora (n) 2. (Medicine / Pathology) obsolete a condition caused by dilation of superficial blood vessels, characterized esp by a reddish face
NEEDS MOAR LEECHES.
I see. S.C.
A plethora is what I suffer from due to the condition of going to work each day.
Problems
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Jebus I allus thought that R. Limbaugh had a large anal fistula at the top of his body. That's his head, with a plethora going on?I shall have to explain to the children that daddy's uncontrollable laughter was wrong.
Uncontrollable laughter is generally right, A.K.
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I think Snag's preparing for this.
avatar notwithstanding, I will NOT be held responsible for any ZRDZ shenanigans you lot lay down on this poor bloggo.
Sheesh, can't you leave the poor guy in peace?
Grizzled left for his trip this morning. I asked him if he had everything to which he replied, "I'm allowed to take one bottle of liquor over the border. I bought the biggest one they had. Yes, I've got everything."
Have fun, Snag!
"Hey, come here," I yelled to my assistant.
"What?" she yelled back. "I'm busy."
"There's a man in a boat, polishing his rod... in his lap..."
Snag, you should have left us the keys to your blog. We'd have written your posts for you.
The Animals Are Scaring Me: Part ii
W is for Walleye
A lunkerchunk of a fish
You catch more with bourbon
I hear they're delish.
Pfft World taxidermy conference! That's just stuff and nonsence
Grizzled is fishing with Snag?
Snag is a Noodler I bet.
That's fishing for real men.
I'll be back. Too soon.
I'll bet he doesn't appreciate what we've done to the place.
I mean what OTHER PEOPLE did to the place. IT WASN'T ME SNAG!!
Imma gonna blame Chuck Todd.
Now snag won['t ave to go to hotel rooms for classy duvets! The blog is wall papered with them!
There's a man in a boat, polishing his rod...
SHUT UP SMUT.
Here's the second thing I thought of.
perfect timing I just killed the bottle of cranberry vodka
perfect timing I just killed the bottle of cranberry vodka
pretty well spelled on that comment, if that's the case.
to be honest there wasn't much left
word verification is POOPERS
I AM NOT LYING
Without poopers, there would be no POOP!
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Wasn't there a 60's sitcom "Life With the Poopers" about a non house trained family from Philly?
Oh wait, that was my childhood, reversion therapy is damned effective.
Fishing News!
(Note skeptics in the comments.)
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I didn't read the article, but saw the headline and almost believe it because the youngest lamblet caught a 4lbs walleye on a SpongeBob rig. However... walleyes tend to give up, whereas muskies fight and have sharp, pointy teeth...
Horse-choking's a scam. The Russian judges NEVER give a 10 to North Americans and the French'll go with whoever throws a nice reception.
4lb walleye on a SpongeBob rig?
That must have made for a fine pictured. Congrats, Y.L.!
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Honey, I'm home!
shake a duvet!
Did you catch anything? Other than flu-like symptoms every morning...
I caught a bunch of little northern pike, who spread their slime over the boat before being hurled back to the depths. It was heaven.
yeah, that might be okay.
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