This surgery f$cked up our Memorial Day fishing plans, I even asked if he wanted to go on a bass watch instead ( he can still point at least).
Oh well, as soon as he is ready I am sure he will put his new sluggo rod to the teast with me. Mmmm... I can taste those Italian subs already ( hold the pickles and hots please!)
In the meantime who is directing the lesbians to the nectar?
