I suppose that RCC has elevated his fineself to the position of Professional LOSER. I can only hope to attain what he has attained. I am neither a Promotional LOSER nor a Professional LOSER. I am an Amateur LOSER. An Amateur LOSER has caught fish in the past, but he can't remember where or when, or especially how.
For example..........
Was having lunch with some fellows today, and one of them's sister.........(I did not say brother........I said his SISTER).......who is gainfully employed, and has but a few hours per day to fish........texted him on one of those newfangled pitcher fones and said "We caught ninety elebben fourteen or nine yesterday at Location X. We tipped our baits with crappie nibbles".
Say what?
What baits did you tip with crappie nibbles? Oh, I know what crappie nibbles are. I have 'em in chartreuse (a color unknown to any person not a fisherman), and now High Glow Pink. High Glow Pink should be reserved for those things that cannot be discussed on the Internet. But I have crappie nibbles in that very color. Last time I went, I used them. They are a PAIN THE PATOOSIE TO USE, I tell you. Bring in your hook. Dip out a minnow (belly gets in the way of bending over, but you gotta do it), put it on. Reach in pocket, unscrew nibble bottle, get a Nibble. Put nibble on hook AFTER minnow. It falls off. Get another. Put it on. Put in water. Watch it float away because it falls off. (Why don't they make these things out of the same mess that catfish stink bait is made of? It would never fall off).....
What was I talking about? Oh, yeah....
Anyway, I used those. I bet I caught over 90 fish that day. I am not joking. I know, that probably means I have to give up my position as Treasurer of the LOSERS, but I did. Trouble was, if I had kept all of them, they would have fit in my minnow bucket WITH THE MINNOWS STILL IN THERE. I am not making this up just to be really funny on the internet. That's what really happened.
I did manage to catch one whopper Crappie. I bet she weighed well over 2 lbs. I also kept a pile of those small ones, because Mama told me not to come home without crappie. Every one of them had eggs. All I could think of was "TEEN PREGNANCY". Such small critters, having sex at such a young age. Shocking.
However, they tasted JUST LIKE CRAPPIE.
I'm forgetting where I was in this story. But I'm going again Thursday. You really need to get out of my way, if possible. I have a reputation to uphold.
Oh, and to edit.........I didn't know we were showing duck pictures. Here's mine, just back from the Taxidermist. I just wish, like RCC, I had some crappie pics to put with it.
Notice how I trained him to sit in the chair? That took work, guys.


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