even doin 80 on the 80's i know poopfish nervous water
pulled over to stick a few on the way home from a healing waters gig

aint sposed to be 32 in mids june but threw the boat in at a frosty 6am for a wtf 18 ducket charge on a mountain valley res that has a decent population of tigger muskies
4 hours of throwin multiple hook articulated wet socks with a full sink 8 for a couple of small bass follows
the sun was up enough to spot the pooper pods
and lfin your only gonna find 1 happy ones to eat the mirrored one works for me

threw to what i thought was a suning pooper but turned out to be a 2' axe handle tigger who ate shook his head a few times and scissored my 1x promptly then sat there and fearless shaking and twisting to try remove my crayfish peircing while i laughed
pulled out the other stick and thew to his i aint eating again sad sore mouth
shame that lakes got every power squadaron of strokers 2 4 8 boat loads of em cranking the worst pop hip hop rb crap through marginal sound systems and shitty learning to wake board gumby
and i got 2 oars makin strokes
and snowbasin hold blues brews and bbq's fer free well the live blues part sundays and the gods are welcome both Jeff Crosby and Naughty Professor rocked
any how happy poopfish tails fuckos

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