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Originally posted by goBigtime
Chicken liver for the cats & beer for the fishermen no doubt.
Thats how all the catfishing that I remember went. Loooooots of beer. Rarely a catfish, ALWAYS something making noise in the bushes.
Ocassionally someone re-enacting some scene in apocalypse now & wading around with a hunting knife in their mouths in the night cutting the fishing lines of the neighbor fishermen.
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Ah yes...but those tender moments when someone's eye's dart to a jittering rod tip...silence crashes, the hook set, the fight and the anxious slight fear as someone hauls some freakish animal from the dark depths and into the pale light from a hissing lantern...