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The sun beats down the waves make a laughing sound my buddy sits, picking at a backlash its a dollar a fish, and I'm taking his cash As I catch bass on every other cast he sighs loudly, still on his *** I tell him to cut it and just restring he says but I just put line on this **** thing The wind cools the dripping sweat while he is sitting there, I say hand me the net as I boat another big fish he looks for a Genie to make his wish I look at his knees, they are glowing beet red I am glad I put sunscreen on my face and head he goes to stand, finally retied he moans loudly, his knees are fried Too late now, to apply lotion tomorrow in jeans, he wont enjoy any motion as the denim, rubs the blisters more raw and I give him the total, from the fish that I caught See I caught bass, the number twenty three while he was backlashed or stuck in a tree He finally did manage to catch some but too little to late the damage was done He hands me a twenty I go to slap a knee his fist comes up and waves at me then his middle finger is finally set free I say when are we fishing again tomorrow evening he says with a grin See no matter how good, or bad the bite is its always better than work, taking care of the biz
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Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 1:45 PM UTC
Fishing with my Friend
The sun beats down the waves make a laughing sound my buddy sits, picking at a backlash its a dollar a fish, and I'm taking his cash As I catch bass on every other cast he sighs loudly, still on his *** I tell him to cut it and just restring he says but I just put line on this **** thing The wind cools the dripping sweat while he is sitting there, I say hand me the net as I boat another big fish he looks for a Genie to make his wish I look at his knees, they are glowing beet red I am glad I put sunscreen on my face and head he goes to stand, finally retied he moans loudly, his knees are fried Too late now, to apply lotion tomorrow in jeans, he wont enjoy any motion as the denim, rubs the blisters more raw and I give him the total, from the fish that I caught See I caught bass, the number twenty three while he was backlashed or stuck in a tree He finally did manage to catch some but too little to late the damage was done He hands me a twenty I go to slap a knee his fist comes up and waves at me then his middle finger is finally set free I say when are we fishing again tomorrow evening he says with a grin See no matter how good, or bad the bite is its always better than work, taking care of the biz
jed-johnson
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Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 1:45 PM UTC
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