Thread: Contest

Last Saturday I was on my way to lake Titicaca and stopped by waffle house to get some breakfast. Well low and behold what did I see--Sasquatch hanging out in the alley with DD. They were smoking, drinking beer, and rolling dice. So I went in ate my breakfast paid the bill and left. When I was leaving DD was passed out and squatch was leaning up against my truck--he asked if he could go fishing with me-of course I said come on. Got to the lake just before sun up, launched the boat and right off the bat--bam 8 poles with three pounders on em. Only problem was ole squatch got hungry and ate all the dang fish. We ended up catching a limit but ole squatch ate half of em-pfffft. Well when we got back to the ramp and loaded the boat I asked if he needed a ride anywhere when this panel van pulled up and wouldn't you know it--it was the village people (least that's what they looked like) Well ole Sasquatch decided to hang with them (said they had a car load of beer and some chics coming buy) So I headed home--kind of a typical day of fishing for me. Oh and WB called me a hard headed hobbit when I told him the story