Slimey, that's enough for dinner. Pack it in and stop molesting my fish. Get back across the state line before dark and count yourself lucky. I seen BigH headed that way, he was hollerin' something about " dawgone idiots cleanin' out mah barrell!" All the while, he was posting encouragement from his phone! Had his scoped 'ought six lashed to the wheeler in back of his truck. I'm figuring a sneaky snipe on ya from the bank, lots of cover growing 'round the edge of that lake.RUN boy...RUN!!!