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Well it wasn't lately, but was dumb and appropriate to post here. I was fishing the surf at the rock pile in Weekapaug a few years back late at night. About an hour into fishing I feel something in the bottom of my waders which I thought was a small rock. In a rush to get back to fishing, I quickly wadded back in and took off my waders and shook out the rock.
About four hours later I went back to my vehicle, took off my waders and was about to load everything back into my car when.....I couldn't find my car keys. Apparently it was not a rock in the bottom of my waders. Never found them and ended up taking a self taught, crash course on hot wiring a vehicle at about 3:00 a.m.
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