OregonSalmon
10-14-2008, 03:20 PM
To underscore the fact that God hates me and that I have a drinking problem, in some stupor out came the words to Bill King "hey buddy, come on up in the fall, we'll fish for kings and you can stay at my place". My mother always told me "son you can't take a promise made to children or octiginarians" so I'm as stuck as Winnie the Pooh. Geez, just because the guy defended this nation against the Kaiser or Genghis Khan (his service record goes way back) does that mean I have to be the G.I. bill of fishermen? Damn my non-forked tongue!!!
The days are wonderful and every drunken Irishman cannot turn down a request in the fall. There plenty of coho to drag in, the kings are slowly showing up, the crabs are full, the clams are too happy to leave the beach and the chantrelles are devouring the hemlock. Fall in the Great Northwest is like beer: perfection. We will see if the old dog King has any old dog tricks left in his waders. He will be representing all of California so I hope he doesn't let you boys down. My block is starving so he better come up with some fish or he and I will be run out on a rail. Without quick success, I'll be chained in the local jail like Frankenstien. I'd be shaking in my boots but the girlfriend stole them. That probably is the cause of the pile of molten goo on the sidewalk. She is the least of my problems for I have to move my fly tying stuff to make room for the very large Bill King. Life ain't easy.
-Early to bed, early to rise, for some dumb sum' bitch gotta tie them flies" Ben Franklin's cousin Buck Franklin
The days are wonderful and every drunken Irishman cannot turn down a request in the fall. There plenty of coho to drag in, the kings are slowly showing up, the crabs are full, the clams are too happy to leave the beach and the chantrelles are devouring the hemlock. Fall in the Great Northwest is like beer: perfection. We will see if the old dog King has any old dog tricks left in his waders. He will be representing all of California so I hope he doesn't let you boys down. My block is starving so he better come up with some fish or he and I will be run out on a rail. Without quick success, I'll be chained in the local jail like Frankenstien. I'd be shaking in my boots but the girlfriend stole them. That probably is the cause of the pile of molten goo on the sidewalk. She is the least of my problems for I have to move my fly tying stuff to make room for the very large Bill King. Life ain't easy.
-Early to bed, early to rise, for some dumb sum' bitch gotta tie them flies" Ben Franklin's cousin Buck Franklin