re: Chronological Account of the Worst Fishing Trip of My Life

Once, on a barstool I decided take to a guy up on his offer to use his rig to go on a duck hunt immediately.

Decoy sacks all fly out and burst on I-10, I'm running around grabbing them while a few cars smashed a dozen pintails.

Running lights dont work, had to shine a flashlight at the stern light to make us appear legal to the warden.

Get to the spot where the bow rope flies over and wraps about 25 times around the prop, push boat the rest of the way

Shoot ducks, water went over waders. No dog.

Boat runs out of fuel on the way home. Towed back.

Then his muffler falls off the truck and almost flipped the trailer. He burns his hand trying to go get the muffler.