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Originally posted by fishweewee
Bad weather makes me want to puke on a carpeted basement floor. 
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Ahhhh, you're just a big girl, WeeWee
Actually, some of the best nights I've ever had have been right after (emphasis on
after) really violent line squalls.
Yup, every time the sky starts to light up and you can smell the ozone in the air, I get real antsy and head for the tackle bunker in full scramble.
Had one fast-moving squall catch me out on the rocks once though when I was already out and a lightening strike temporarily blinded me for a second - I'll tell ya, there ain't a teenager alive in all six states that coulda kept up with me hot-footing it off those rocks. Never done that #%@$## again.
I shoulda known better when I was picking up a charge from touching my guides - my buddy Zeke says he won't leave 'til his hair starts to stand up, which is pushing it, don't ya think?