loyaleddie

DUDE, You and you're wife need help...Because if your wife is calling you that...you gotz prob'z dude

Good one!!!

Boooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!

If I can find the pin hole in my neoprenes…I am in…I haven’t tried to hang them in the shower with water in them yet…Will try this technique this weekend

I was a Machinist in a former life....But don't have access to machines. I can only offer advice......AND NO Brunsie....I did more than push the "Go" button....

LMAO..Ahh the "Silly Horse" Enjoy the therapy!

Well this story does not involve me directly. I was 10 and my brother and I were out at granddad’s cabin for the summer. I just started to fly fish and was practicing my casting on the dock, while my bro was watching me. So after a few minutes watching me he decides he wants to practice too. Well there was only one fly rod and I had it. So he grabs the next best thing, a spin casting rod with a big ol’ Len Thompson on the end. This is working well for him for the most part, until he suddenly didn’t see the splash on one of his forward casts. He asks if I had seen his hook? I wasn’t looking in his general direction so I didn’t see any thing. As I turn my head to look at him, I see his line protruding from his head with his Len Thompson embedded in his skull. At this point in time he hasn’t felt it. I cautiously mention “Your hook is in your melon.” His hand rose to feel his head and when he touched the embedded Len Thompson the pain immediately registered. So crying like a schoolgirl with a skinned knee he runs up to the cabin to tell some one. I figured I gotta see this, so I follow him. He approaches granddad with his predicament and right away the pliers from the middle drawer come out. This is not going to end well. So Granddad proceeds to perform minor surgery. May I remind you these lures were built in the pre-barbless day and age. So with the advice from my granddad to hold still and take a deep breath. He yanked out the embedded object. A few good yelps emanated from my brother and a belly laugh from me. It was all over. To this day my brother refuses to fly fish with me. I suppose the offer from me to wear a helmet doesn’t help him repress those memories.

What QL's did you do there..... And how can forget about Bridget..... Unless she left you with her own special present

Just like "Bridget the Miget"....

OH..BUT ME POSTING A PIC OF FOUR GUYS IN A HUDDLE..ENVOKES A GAY COMMENT!!! WHEREAS, DRYFLY POSTS A PIC OF A GUY WITH A PYLON UP HIS ASS DOES NOT!!! I DON'T SEE THE POINT

Retired? I thought you were watching Bison in the paddock at CFB Wainright? Hmmm ..the Honeypot ...Good times!!!!

Man That totaly sucks!.....

Yeah Ham it up....ham it up!!! You know what they say about pay back..... It drowns dogs and kicks toddlers…. :$*%&:

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http://flyfishcalgary.com/board/index.php?...ost&p=69446 Talk to Brownstone he started it!!!!!

I take it all back

Oh correctomondo my English scholar friends. I was referring the San Worm Juan…with correct annunciation on the worm. The focus is the worm and, not the Juan.

As so this thread does not end up like all the other train wrecks here... My reply will be on-topic for once.... Sir The Bead head SWJ originated from the Ozarks to mimic the Diplocardia riparia. Used mostly by the Mesopotamians to attract fish from the Cyprinidae family. Hope this helps.

Not me dude....Gay jokes never get old.....

Yes, it's called AA Coffee and whiskey at 10:40 AM.......Jeesh!!!!!

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"Sloppy seconds"...NICE!!!!

^^^^^^^^^^^ That's three words?????

Bravo sir... Best find this year... LMFAO