I carried a stout rod when fly fishing, so that I could quickly brain any trout I caught.

My mum would cook them for her and Dad. Wouldn't catch me eating a trout, I know where they've been. The river. And the river smells.

Two sharp raps to the top of the head, goodnight Vienna.

Posted By: Arizona Bay on April 29th 2009 at 11:53:44


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