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Get out of my dreams, and into my cooler
Was that Billy Ocean who sang that. Anyway I keep having these wierd dreams about some crazy fishing guru who has been taking me on all of these demented fishing adventures. Last night we were fishing for stripers from the top of a light house. He told me that we would be able to cast really far from up there with the right wind. He was right! I was casting like a mile. But we kept catching these really bizzare looking stripers. I wonder if reading the post about the mutated stripers had something to do with it. Anyway, I have been having like 6 fishing dreams a night. This happened to me around the same time last year (near the end of the season, when things were suppose to heat up for me, but didn't). Anybody else have any of these? Some of mine are pretty cool and I'm thinking of starting a Fish Dream Journal. I'm sure I am not the only one who has had the nightmare of your best set up getting pulled into the sauce by Mighty Moo. Am I?
P.S. My brother Rick is a sissy and has mastered the art of walking in high-healed shoes.
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