- Tue Dec 06, 2005 2:32 pm
Bullheads. From my Minnesota days. I never will forget watching my Grandmother catching them on her Popeil Pocket Fisher and them smashing them over the head with a rock. Ahhhhh, memories. n These days I'm lusting after the 20" Largemouth lurking in my pond. I saw him leap out of the water at a bluegill I had on. I was so surprised that the poor little bluegill went flying 30 ft behind me. In a couple of weeks (if the blizzard leaves Montana) it'll be the wild browns and rainbows on DePuy's.n Ben
This place has enough jiggly milkbags, marsupials fisting off, and animated cherubs getting stabbed in the fuck to get anyone shitcanned, if''n their boss can''t take a joke. ~SUAF
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