i had this friggan cat that just loved lures....
prolly cuz i used ta go cat fishin hookless for him
with a catnip mouse....
if ya ever need a good belly laugh-> thats the way....
anyways...that S.O.B. got into my tacklebox one day
he had all the lures everywhere....tangled, pissin me off bigtime
"i thought" i had every stinkin plug back
where it belonged
and i picked up my camouflage parachute for hiding my rig
i was whirling it into a ball wicked fast
.....to stow it away....
and "Son of a gun" there was one plug left in the middle
and i buried that treble hook right into
my hand so deep i had to go to the hospital.
