Dano and I went fishing up at the elbow on yesterday. It looked as if it was going to be a fishless beer drinkin trip, we started at ten. The river was really low, and our first spot we were just losing worms. But we moved down the river and Dano pulled in three from the same spot. I was a lil up stream and I pulled in one. We went home and pan fried them with some homemade tartar sauce (thanks mom) and some sanfransisco treat.
After eating we ended up drinking at Tim's house. Then a few too many later we were at the Cap winning on the blackjack table. Soon we were at the Hold 'em table. I remembered winning more, but I woke up with two more $$ than I had when I went to the bar. Partying all night and coming home with some money in my pocket, I call that a winning night.
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Wow, that doesn't happen every day. Congratulations! Savor the flavor of winnings and tartar and fish my friend. You never know when you are going to wake up with minus money and no delicious bass.
Also, why is your fish so small?
I'm white.
HA! you saw through my thinly guised word play!
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