my dad visited this past weekend and we endured a fishing marathon. this smallmouth bass, caught by my dad, was the largest fish of the weekend weighing in at 4.5 pounds. "i bet it'll still go three pounds without the head and guts," my dad said after slaughtering it on a railroad tie in my driveway. flies and a yellow jacket arrived imediately. it was great to have him in town. i really miss having family near by even if they do laugh at me when i break my tailbone. sorry for cusing you dad. i love you.
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