Well, tried to go catch a silver today on the stilly.
The water is still high, so where I normally go fishing there was only room for one guy. ME.
No one there but me and 20 minutes in this RETARD and his RETARD wife come down the bank on the other side of the bridge. Slips and falls in the mud, realizes I'm in the only fishable spot, and thinks to himself, "hey, lets go over there." By me.
When he arrives, he procedes to cast over my line, get a snag and spend 5 minutes un-snagging his big azz jig. Meanwhile I'm reeled in waiting patiently.
Then he goes on the other side of me, on a slippery log(remember the area of beach we are both on is about 10 feet wide) and casts again! Then gets a snag in a bunch of old line at the end of the log. Then this retard, when I'm about to ask his why the he!! he thinks he can fish 2 feet from me, asks me to hand his cell phone to his wife so he doesn't drop it in the river!!! OMG. That was enough to make me leave. Not only that but I didn't want to be there when the cross-eyed bastarrd fell in the swift current.
Just to ad insult to injury on my way home the indians had the river netted off just down stream from me..... If they want to be so true to their "heritage" maybe they should be out there with bow and arrows instead of netting off the whole F'n river with modern nets! AZZ HOLES.
Rant over.
The water is still high, so where I normally go fishing there was only room for one guy. ME.
No one there but me and 20 minutes in this RETARD and his RETARD wife come down the bank on the other side of the bridge. Slips and falls in the mud, realizes I'm in the only fishable spot, and thinks to himself, "hey, lets go over there." By me.
When he arrives, he procedes to cast over my line, get a snag and spend 5 minutes un-snagging his big azz jig. Meanwhile I'm reeled in waiting patiently.
Then he goes on the other side of me, on a slippery log(remember the area of beach we are both on is about 10 feet wide) and casts again! Then gets a snag in a bunch of old line at the end of the log. Then this retard, when I'm about to ask his why the he!! he thinks he can fish 2 feet from me, asks me to hand his cell phone to his wife so he doesn't drop it in the river!!! OMG. That was enough to make me leave. Not only that but I didn't want to be there when the cross-eyed bastarrd fell in the swift current.
Just to ad insult to injury on my way home the indians had the river netted off just down stream from me.....
If they want to be so true to their "heritage" maybe they should be out there with bow and arrows instead of netting off the whole F'n river with modern nets! AZZ HOLES. Rant over.
