Old Gray Mare
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Fishin' and Catchin
The perfect vacation; the smell of salt and sun screen, a tropical ocean... palm trees, gentle trade winds and a beach chair to nap in after a decadent breakfast. Vacation and diet don't belong in the same sentence. The wife was doing her thing surf fishing. Earlier, I'd checked out the reef snorkeling, some fish, the bigger ones were out further... but whatever. I hunkered down getting comfy in the beach chair and pulled a hat over my eyes to take said nap.
Woke up a while later.... The wife's pole was braced against her chair. The end of it was jerking around in the air. Must be a monster on the end of it! Wife is nowhere in sight and the snorkel is gone! Well her loss I'll reel in the whopper! It's putting up a fight! WHooWEEEE! Let me tell ya! The big un....
.......?
So how was I to know she snagged on the reef and snorkeled out to unhook the snagged line? She's still not talking to me.
The perfect vacation; the smell of salt and sun screen, a tropical ocean... palm trees, gentle trade winds and a beach chair to nap in after a decadent breakfast. Vacation and diet don't belong in the same sentence. The wife was doing her thing surf fishing. Earlier, I'd checked out the reef snorkeling, some fish, the bigger ones were out further... but whatever. I hunkered down getting comfy in the beach chair and pulled a hat over my eyes to take said nap.
Woke up a while later.... The wife's pole was braced against her chair. The end of it was jerking around in the air. Must be a monster on the end of it! Wife is nowhere in sight and the snorkel is gone! Well her loss I'll reel in the whopper! It's putting up a fight! WHooWEEEE! Let me tell ya! The big un....
.......?
So how was I to know she snagged on the reef and snorkeled out to unhook the snagged line? She's still not talking to me.
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