Will this storm delay local oyster season opening? I realize its a selfish question, but I long for that first bushel!
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Originally posted by SurfFishLifeDon’t be so shellfish.
http://www.lowcountrypregnancycenter.com/
Quit floundering and answer the guy’s question!
“Another poon dream splintered on the rocks of reality.” --Peepod 07-25-2017
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Originally posted by 23Sailfishquote:
Originally posted by SurfFishLifeDon’t be so shellfish.
http://www.lowcountrypregnancycenter.com/
Quit floundering and answer the guy’s question!
“Another poon dream splintered on the rocks of reality.” --Peepod 07-25-2017
Why don’t you just clam up…
RBF
All of you shut the shell up! He asked a legitimate question.
“Apathy is the Glove into Which Evil Slips It’s Hand”, but really, who cares?
I hatw yall
“I don’t want to be accused of not being helpful so, I’d start by keeping my mouth closed when outside. Hope this helps.” -DFreedom Aug 28 2017
Looking forward to the first bushel on opening season is just an old halibut.
“I am constantly amazed at the stupidity of the general public.”
~my dad
Equipment:
2007 Grady White 222 Fisherman / 250 Yamaha
Simrad NSS evo2 and G4
1- 22 boy that won’t move out)
1 - 18 year old (fishing maniac)
1 - wife (The Warden)
ECFC
I feel like singing! Lets see if I can remember the words of a song I learned as a child! Went something like this.
While swimming in the sea
A fish bites your knee
That’s a moray!
I’d like to apologize to PeaPod. I have been one crabby mother shucker as of late.
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Originally posted by runbabyrunI’d like to apologize to PeaPod. I have been one crabby mother shucker as of late.
You are just trying to drum up some friendship with FishPod…
RBF
Hopefully 23 doesn’t get jealous. I have seen a picture of him and he has some really big mussels.
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Originally posted by runbabyrunHopefully 23 doesn’t get jealous. I have seen a picture of him and he has some really big mussels.
Perhaps, but the womenz say he is squidish…
RBF
I have herd that he tends to “turtle up” in the presence of a beautiful women. Maybe he needs to take a page out of old RBF’S book, and just drop the hammerhead.
https://youtu.be/T1CEvt2lyuc
Since everyone is being so punny, figured I would throw these lines out.
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Originally posted by runbabyrunI have herd that he tends to “turtle up” in the presence of a beautiful women. Maybe he needs to take a page out of old RBF’S book, and just drop the hammerhead.
RBF makes the wimminz squeal when they get a hold of the electric eel…
RBF
Probably best to address selfish shellfish questions to sellsfish.
'07 198 DLX Carolina Skiff
DF90 Suzuki
It was April the Forty-first, being a quadruple leap year;
I was driving in downtown Atlantis.
My Barracuda was in the shop, so I was in a rented Stingray,
and it was overheating.
So I pulled into a Shell station; they said I’d blown a seal.
I said, “Fix the (**() thing and leave my private life out of it, okay, pal?”
While they were doing that, I walked over to a place called the Oyster Bar.
A real dive. But I knew the owner; he used to play for the dolphins.
I said, “HI GILL!” (You have to yell, he’s hard of herring.)
Think I had a wet dream, cruisin’ through the Gulf stream.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Wet dream.
Gill was also down on his luck.
Fact is, he was barely keeping his head below water.
I bellied up to the sandbar; he poured the usual: Rusty Snail, hold the grunion, shaken, not stirred.
With a peanut butter and jellyfish sandwich on the side, heavy on the mako.
I slipped him a fin, on porpoise.
I was feeling good; I even dropped a sand dollar in the box for Jerry’s Squids,
for the halibut.
Well, the place was crowded. We were packed in like sardines.
They were all there to listen to the big band sounds of Tommy Dorsal.
What sole. Tommy was rockin’ the place with a very popular tuna,
“Salmonchanted Evening”, and the stage was surrounded by screaming groupers,
Probably there to see the bass player.
One of them was this cute little yellowtail, and she was givin’ me the eye.
So I figured this was my chance for a little fun.
You know, piece of Pisces.
But she said things I just couldn’t fathom.
She was too deep, seemed to be under a lot of pressure.
Boy, could she drink. She drank like a…
She drank a lot.
I said, “What’s your sign?”
She said, “Aquarium.”
I said, “Great! Let’s get tanked!”
I invited her up to my place for a little midnight bait.
I said, “C’mon baby, it’ll only take a few minnows.”
She threw me that same old line: “Not tonight, I got a haddock.”
And she wasn’t kidding, either, cause in came the biggest,
meanest looking haddock I’d