Just don't do it. It may be more addictive than Meth. Bass from a nice clean farm pond smell so frigging awesome. You huff a fresh caught largemouth and then let it go. You tell yourself you're only gonna do it once...just one time! No one will know, right? What can it hurt? Then you keep fishing...your casts become frantic...GOTTA GET ANOTHER! You just have to get your hands on another bass...you gotta huff one more! Bluegill won't do! Has to be a bass...small bass...doesn't matter...keep casting....OH! There's one! Aaaaaah....deep, long inhale....feel the fishy goodness flushing through your nostrals...heaven.....now let him go....keep casting....keep casting.... Chat with this weirdo on Facebook:
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