This morning I went fishing and I hooked a small mouth. The fight began. He pulled a little bit. I pulled back. I talked trash about him and his family. He jumped. I talked a little more trash. Then.....he swam under a rock and got stuck!!! I had to wade out into the water to get him un-stuck from under the rock. That crazy little guy thought it was better to end-it-all on his own terms....I guess.
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