The real story of Angler X

The first recollection of this day was slightly marred. Here's how it really went down

On Monday WB called and said" hey minner, wanna come help me find some fesh for the championship Wednesday? Don't bring nuthin. I just need your knowledge and wisdom.
Sure, I'll help ya buddy. What time?

Right after lunch.

Ok, wanna do lunch before we go?

Nah I can't. I ain't asked IS if I can go feshin durin the middle of the week yet. I'm gonna take her to lunch and pick up the kids so she won't haft to.

Ok suit yourself.

Just call me when you get to Nader and we will head to Sardis.

K

Well I get to Nader and call him and offer to buy lunch again. Again the same excuse.

So, ya still ain't asked IS?

Well sorta. I'll tell ya later. oh yea, we goin to Enid instead. I think it'll take you and Feelay to help me win the championship.

Ok. Where we meetin at?

Meet us at engineers point bout 1:15.

K.
Well I strike out fer Enid.

(it gets better)

Is this gonna be drawn out like Billy and the kid?

:popcorn

Depends on wether he gets banned again or not

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Originally Posted by feelay

Is this gonna be drawn out like Billy and the kid?

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If it is, you know the story gewber. You were there.

you mean WHEN, not whether

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Originally Posted by BigBlue

Depends on wether he gets banned again or not

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Was this a 4 or 8 hr charter on the USS FEELAY.

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Originally Posted by BigBlue

Depends on wether he gets banned again or not

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Rofl

Yeah, but I'm sure your version is more flamboyant.

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Originally Posted by Minnerman

If it is, you know the story gewber. You were there.

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Flamboyant huh:dono

welcome back buddy!!!!:biggrin

Means exciting or entertaining, ya unedjumacated gewber!:biggrin

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Originally Posted by Jerkn Meat

Flamboyant huh:dono

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Originally Posted by feelay

Means exciting or entertaining, ya unedjumacated gewber!:biggrin

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city education...

I thought it ment flaming....bwahahahahaha!

still a GUBER

Well upon nearin Batesville I realize I don't know where engineers point is. So I text WB. Hey, where is this place at? I ain't never been here.
One mile marker goes by
Two mile markers go by
Three mile markers go by
Then the south Sardis dam exit goes by

Finally the gewber text me back after the next three mile markers go by.

It's on the south end of the dam.

Gee thanks. Well I'll jus take the scenic route. Plus you prolly a few minutes behind me.

Yea, I jus passed the hwy 7 exit.

Well I get there and Feelay is prepping the barge. Got two of his tall kids with him doin all the werk as he's propped up on the rub rail of the barge sippin on a diet coke. ( this is one honkin big boat. I can barely see Feelay standin behind the boat). Well I get out and we recount all the memories of his little boat and his mishaps at Columbus and he says where's WB?

He's about 40 minutes behind me. And sure nuff, he calls 38 minutes after I get there and says I'm 2 minutes out.

Sure enough, 4 minutes later here he comes.

Engineer, where we were, is at Sardis.

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Originally Posted by feelay

Engineer, where we were, is at Sardis.

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See. I told ya I didn't know where I was.

And somebody, that Sat ain't ignored, tell him I ain't talkin to him. He's definitely interested tho cause he would've have even opened it up if he wasn't.

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Originally Posted by Minnerman

See. I told ya I didn't know where I was.

And somebody, that Sat ain't ignored, tell him I ain't talkin to him. He's definitely interested tho cause he would've have even opened it up if he wasn't.

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And that's the truth...LOL

So WB finally arrived after he got the kids dropped off and IS pacified. And we launch the barge with no hiccups. We run up the lake a good ways to where Capt Feelay decides we will try it. Course the first thing WB does is grab a towel and start cleaning. (Y'all saw the pichur). well after me and Feelay show him how to unwind the rods, we out em out. Course as luck would have it, the fesh knew WB was in the boat and were not cooperating. We finally got WB down off the front deck and kinda hid behind the mammoth center console so the fesh couldn't see him. Bam, we started catchin em. Nothin real big, but it was a start.
We pulled for another hour or so and with only a couple of keepers in the boat but bunches of shorts. Then we go to noticing a small cloud building back towards the east. WB, grabs his phone and supposedly checks the weather. No problem he says. It's gonna miss us. So we continue to fesh. As the cloud cover increased, so did the fesh size. We managed 5 more keepers, with one being a decent fish. Then it happened.

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where that be?

Wherever minner's story is taken place gewber. Washington 2 years ago whenever his story is over

That's right===gewber I be
I guess he and WB are in a competition now--banghead

EWWW, I remember that cloud coming over. Funny thing is it didn't rain on us LOL

WB catches his first fesh. 3 hours into the trip. It was actually a keeper and he was so excited. But he had hooked it deep and it was bleeding like a stuck hog. He jus let
It drip blood all over the barge floor and rail. Capt Feelay scolded him to no avail. I guess he figured he'd clean it up durin his next round of wipe down. Boy, IS really has him trained. He once even asked where the mop bucket was.
Well as he was puttin his fesh in the jacuzzi of a livewell, I noticed what appeared to be rain on the south east bank about 1.625 miles from us. I pointed it out to captain Feelay and he said, no not rain, just dust kickin up. Hmmmm just dust kickin up. Well over here on my side of the werld, when dust is kickin up they's either a truck passin by or the wind is blowin purty hard. But WB kept insisting it was gonna miss us, but the noticeable white capping off in the distance stated otherwise. From the time this dust that was jus kickin up, til those whitecaps were slappin the side of the barge and the sunbrella almost takin one of the jr feelays out of the boat like Dorthy, there was an elapsed time of about 1 minute and 12 seconds which relates to around a fitty mph wind. It was a race for our lives to get the poles in and get gone. Oh, did I mention that lightening was also poppin? Well I should have. Then it happened.

Sounds like Pucker time

:popcorn

I been reading this drivel and I'm worried about Minner. He seems to have lost his edge while he was gone but I don't think that's the reason, cause he was way funnier when he was banned. Maybe we ought to get Slab to throw the switch again and test my theory.

Wannabe...

with that comment, sounds like he's hitting the nail on the head LOL

Minner, you are a much better story teller than Wannabe

Let's go Minner, next chapter!!!!


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Well, for once in his life, WB got in a hurry. He made his final wipe down of the barge and actually help me and Feelay and the jr feelays gather the stuff up and get the rods in. Boy was I proud we got em in before it started raining. It would've been miserable ridin 2 hours and 18 minutes home with wet clothes. But, we had one small problem. Ya see this big ginormous boat of feelays has got all the bells and whistles. He's got the ocean goin 101 on the front, the 1197 on the console, the jacuzzi livewells, a big honkin motor on the back, a couch across the boat and trim tabs. Yup them trim tabs are great fer leveling the boat at plane speeds when the weight balance is off kilter a fuzz because of skinny folks on one side of the boat and mediocre sized folks like me and Feelay in the middle and on the other side. They make it ride like a dream. Unless you leave one side down during a hole shot situation. The side that is left down has a tendency to make the boat wanna lean in that direction and possibly take on a minor spray, which casually mist the person on that side of the boat. Well ifn ya couple that with the aforementioned fitty mph breeze and 1-2' rollers this breeze has caused, it will throw gallons upon gallons of water into the boat. After about the fourth wave hitting me in the face, lap and shoes and not seeing any relief in site, I make a dash to the front of the boat like a drenched cat.
Now with all this being said, I will not blame Capt Feelay for this mishap. The blame will be squarely placed on.....

Speck?

Yep.....Its bound to be Speck fault lol

I'm really surprised u ain't figured out that when I got on the boat I reversed the up/down labels. Feelay caught it right off but played along just for sport.

RoflRoflRofl

With the likes of you two on board, it's only due to my cat like reflexes and on the water skill and knowlege that no one was kilt or severely marked up.

I don't really reckon there woulda been a boat big enough to save us, if Speck were added to the mix!

I I think he should still be obligated to cover his face in all photos