Keep these stories comming! I feel the demons leaving my soul!
Bud8... one day down at the river mouth some schmuck ran over my line as I was retrieving my pencil popper... I hve never heard my drag scream like that, and I just expected to get spooled, but as he left the inlet, he launched off a wave and the engine released my popper... I reeled it back in and the popper was cracked right in half, which left it looking like a 'v'
