Woolybug25 wrote:A Fisherman's Betrayal
There once was a man from the 'Belt
A penchant for weed he was dealt.
He moved out west, fished with the best, But shame was all he felt.
Before his escape, he dreamt of the Cape.
So he waited till night to look for a break.
Knowing there had to be gold to take.
So the Cape was no good, but he stole what he could.
Clyde he could not take, as his licenses are all fakes,
and now AK's is all that he makes.
Fuck sakes man, I really appreciate the effort.
I pushed this blumpkin thing as far as it could go,
like to the point where I was using the magazine editors car as a daily driver.
I imagine Tom as well as a bunch of others here would be happier in a blumpkin free safe space.
So be it.
There were a lot of good times though, and aside from the entire Wyoming fiasco I never screwed over anyone.
Lived up to every deal I ever made on the assifieds.
Paid Ramcat the money I owed him from Tarplife.
Gave away damn near every fly rod that I didn't sell.
In fact, go ahead and keep the Beulah Flybug.
MTG bought it for you... after he raped someone.
I am going to figure out how to turn this whole experience into something positive.
Just push yourselves to take great pics, tell great stories and get as many laughs as possible.
That is all this place was about for me.
If you need anything, let me know
P.S. I made 120 AK47s today.