After a night of spirits and an early day on the lake fishing about 50 yards off the bank I feel a rumble in my belly, trolling motor goes to 5 and heading straight to the bank...Sweat beads running down my face and I am at 30 yards, I close to 20 and start unbuckling my belt...at 15 I don't think there is a chance in hell...AINT GONNA MAKE IT...at 10 and ready to jump....so feaking close may *** is dripping with sweat...BAMMM, HIT A FREAKIN STUMP...off I go, 5 ft of water yards from the bank, 3 steps on land and pop squat....RELIEF, finally, put on a slicker suit and went to the house...
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