- Wed Feb 26, 2020 9:33 am
Usually this time of year is when we bottom out a truck trying to be the first ones down trout water. Although this year there wasn’t 4 feet of snow at the bote launch.
We’re at the gas station, twav said he’s hungover and needed bench whiskey. We did need someone to be hungover for everything to work like a well oiled machine anyways. Started looking at the pints, then the fifths, then the fifths on the top shelf. I bring the fifth to the counter and I see twav place a 6 of tall boys at the counter next to me and ask for a pack of cigarettes. I told him he’s a piece of shit. Then we went trout fishing.
At the very least, my cup holders are back to being full of cigarette butts because the rest that steamin put in there are scattered along northbound 131.
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Maybe we haven't drank enough Busch- Nolan