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Casting chicken liver off the levee tap and pull, rod starts bouncing set the hook, and reel it in all its fins and tail a'flouncing. Costa sunglasses cut the glare of the green rippled lake light, three baited lines in the water, patience, ready for another bite. Waiting, waiting in the sun as mosquitos buzz around me, a slight breeze blowing from the west they say its when the fish bite best. Water snakes, colored orange and black float upon cattail rafts, soaking heat, ignore the splashing of my cast, one of my lines goes suddenly slack. **** the rod, the fight is on! Catfish tugging toward the bottom, he so enjoyed my ****** bait, my fillet knife, though is his fate. Channel, blue or flathead whatever fish will try; will be swiftly cleaned and served deep fried. Filleted and battered thick with beer the oil is bubbling and smoking hot, hear the sizzle as they fry up crisp, fill my plate straight from the ***
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Sep 16, 2016
Sep 16, 2016 at 9:52 AM UTC
Fish To Fry
Casting chicken liver off the levee tap and pull, rod starts bouncing set the hook, and reel it in all its fins and tail a'flouncing. Costa sunglasses cut the glare of the green rippled lake light, three baited lines in the water, patience, ready for another bite. Waiting, waiting in the sun as mosquitos buzz around me, a slight breeze blowing from the west they say its when the fish bite best. Water snakes, colored orange and black float upon cattail rafts, soaking heat, ignore the splashing of my cast, one of my lines goes suddenly slack. **** the rod, the fight is on! Catfish tugging toward the bottom, he so enjoyed my ****** bait, my fillet knife, though is his fate. Channel, blue or flathead whatever fish will try; will be swiftly cleaned and served deep fried. Filleted and battered thick with beer the oil is bubbling and smoking hot, hear the sizzle as they fry up crisp, fill my plate straight from the ***
jed-johnson
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Sep 16, 2016
Sep 16, 2016 at 9:52 AM UTC
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