Thread: Another Dysfunctional Feshin Trip

Originally Posted by DonDon

He said Ringer Morris. That means you have to fish the tourney and not just prefish, then go home LOL

Ouch!

Somehow it seems like no matter how many fish I put Minner on....I'm still not going to come out on top of this story.

Real text conversation:

M - Take me fishing.

W - No.

M - Buy you lunch.

W - No.

M - No, I mean a real boofey with meat and everything.

W - No.

M - You might as well, I'm not going to stop texting till you do.

W - OK.

M - I'll bring minners, rods, diet cokes chilled to 43 degrees like you like, sandwhiches and everything.

W - Dang right you will.

M - Wannabe, you're the swellest.

Wannabe...

somehow I just can't see thaty being da truff

Kinda thinking it's somewhere in between the two, just not sure who's closest to the truff. KINDA siding with minner after what WB posted. Check this

M - Buy you lunch.
W - No.
M - No, I mean a real boofey with meat and everything.
W - No.

We ALL know WB ain't turning down a boofay, Especially since it's been awhile since he's had one bought fer him

OK, OK....so I left out the part where I negotiated 2 boofays and a back rub out of him. Sue me. I got tired of typing.

Wannabe...

knew you better than that Budhro. BTW 43 degrees? 33 maybe

Chapter 2: Moochers

Well at zactly 23 hours before the extravatrajady, chapter two is takin shape jus like I figured it would. First I get a text that went sumptin like this and I ain't gonna mention no names to keep feelings from being devastated. But here it is:

?: Hey budrho, you ganno te;ll me wear yall fesh"ed?
Minner: prolly not ?.
?: Why? You no I won;t talle.
Minner: I know you won't and besides I told WB I'd keep it quiet. Speshually if I found him some fesh.
?: you aint righytt minner. You no my gPs wonht wirk.
Minner: c ya.

Well adder that little conversation, here comes another text Rollin in.

?: Hey minner, it's ? I'm gonna ahh need a little help on ahhh Nader. I ain't gonna ahhh get to pre fesh but maybe one ahhh day.
Minner: hey ? Why you ought if breaf jus textin?
?: Been joggin.
Minner: and that makes yo fingers tired?
?: yea, I do this once a year fer my top secret job.
Minner: Look ?, I done promised WB I wouldn't tell any of the spots we find.
?: gee thanks minner. Now I don't stand a chance.
Minner: sorry pal.

So I'm beginning to feel bad now. But not too bad til this last one comes in.

?: hey minner, it's ? My partner and I was wonderin if you could hook us up on Nader?
Minner: I prolly can, but I ain't.
?: Don't you owe me lunch? I'll work out a trade.
Minner: I called yo young butt 17 time and text you 23 tryin to buy you lunch ya gewber. We even.
?: oh yea, that's right. Well you know how my partner, ??, is. I figure the less runnin around we do, the safer I'll be.
Minner: I agree. Y'all better not leave the landing, even if yall do get the
Boat in the water.
?: so you'll help us?
Minner: No. I can't. If WB wants to help ya, then he will.
?: he's just like my partner, ?? He don't know his *** from a hole in the ground.
Minner: WB does too. He told me Sat taught him the difference.

So, some of y'all gewbers are tryin to put me on the spot and it ain't gonna werk.

One feller even called and left a voice mail. He said:
Hey minner, it's ? If you help WB win this thing and don't help me, I'm gonna have em come get you and put you in this speshull room I got reserved fer you. I might just get banned from the board when I tell you how sorry you are. But ifn
I do get banned, you'll hear from me as ? And then whatcha gonna do. Yo friend ?

I'm tellin ya, the Moochers are everywhere.

Things are slow in the safety inspection game, eh?:D I been waitin on ya to roll up this way agin. I gots a sho nuff spot for healthy sushi just ask Wb, and I know right where dem feeshes are.