So, there I was out in the bush, miles from civilization made all the less civilized due to my "company". I had Bigger on my left and Duckhunter on my right. Just then the stillness was pierced by a blood curdling scream. I heard thrashing, splashing, more screaming and it was quite apparent first blood had been drawn. I turned towards bigger expecting either that he landed a 7 pound crappie or he had lost a leg to a gator. Just then, a puff of wind blew my soft and supple hair with surprising body back as Bigger rushed by me like a hurricane. I've haven't seen a redhead move that fast since I agreed to take Bobbie Sue Jessie May to the prom in highschool. But this was different. He was in waders. I asked him what happened, well actually I yelled what happened cause by now, he was a 100 yards away and planed out. He yelled back, I got bit! I asked, Gator or Snake? No, it was a gnat.
Ole Duckhunter I'm affraid will never be the same. Me and bigger hit 3 spots and covered 5 maybe 6 hunnert yards of grass (all filled with treacherous holes just waiting to swaller me up BTW) in about 2 hours. Ole Duck, had moved exact 17 feet from where I put him out. What I couldn't figure out, was how a fella his size could sweat so much only moving 17 feet in 2 hours. It finally hit me this AM that he was just sweating thinking this was all an elaborate ruse and we were just gonna leave him out there and not come back after him.
Final count:
Duck Bigger Wannabe
Keepers 4 2 1
Shorts 2 6 2
Trash fish 1 0 3
Totals 7 8 6
Winner - Clearly, Wannabe with extra points added for prettiness, style, flair and penache (look it up Fee-lay, I ain't got time to explain it to you).
Awards Ceremony:
Most purtiest - Wannabe
Gold medal in the 1000 meter Wader dash - Bigger
The I shall not be moved award - Duckhunter
A placque inscribed with "Next time I'll let Wannabe pick where we fish" was presented to Bigger and Duck after the awards ceremony.
Wannabe...