The wagon
All through my twenties bass fishing and the bottle went hand in hand. I remember one night years ago, my friend and I hiked all the way out to Napatree with a bucket of pogies, plugs, waders and rods--and, a bottle whiskey. Halloween night. We did well, two fish in the thirty pound range; but we barely made it back to the car.
Whiskey is the life of man.
Whiskey Johnny.
Whiskey is the life of man,
And it's whiskey for me, Johnny-O.
whaler's song.
When i hit the fresh year of twenty nine, i found myself in rehab.
I've been riding the wagon every since. Coming up on my fourth year. The past two fishing years have been my best: a clear head, better planning, more nights fished (maybe too many nights fished. A swap of one addiction with another), and a much better relationship with the women that i love.
Sobriety sucks!
Ozzy Osborne.
Ozzy your wrong on this.
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