D.I.E.D., I think Lusk is still walking over to my place from FatMcB's. Imagine how long it'll take to get to California.

As for you, FatMcB, you're walkin' on some thin ice hombre. At the PB conference watch out. One second you'll be having a relaxed conversation with Theo....then outta nowhere I'm gonna lay a nasty cut block on ya. Right in the back of the right knee. You'll lose your ACL and MCL. They'll be carting you off in a John Deere Gator. Every cast you take for the rest of your life is going to go wide left. You'll be thinking that you've got a bead on that big largemouth. He'll be working a little row of lilly pads you've got. Next thing you know you'll fire off a cast about twenty feet left of target. That LMB is gonna laugh his tail off. I'll bet you catch 500 fewer fish in your lifetime. It's gonna be nasty! Revenge is a dish best served ice cold baby. Nobody talks smack like your's truly.


Holding a redear sunfish is like running with scissors.