That can't enjoy some good shore fishing.
There are some out there that need one of these vessels of elitism known as "boats" to enjoy fishing.
Don't get me wrong -- I enjoy boat fishing as well, but sometimes a boat is a pain in the ass... You have to have a trailer to put it on, a truck to haul it, and at least one competent friend to help you launch it, and put it back on the trailer when you're done. Let's not forget $300 to put gas in the fucking thing.
So, if you're like The Beaner Schnitzel, you live in more simpler times. You grab a pole, and either walk or drive your happy ass down to the river. In our case, the Saginaw River.
Sure, pretty much the only thing you can catch in the Saginaw River is catfish, sheepshead, and Herpes Type II, but who could ask for anything more? The catfish are plentiful, the sheepshead put up a good fight, and I'm pretty sure they have pills for that other thing you could catch.
But it's different when you're fishing off the shore -- especially a shore smack dab in the middle of a city. It's peaceful, yet busy. You're on cruise control while the townies drive by. Almost oblivious to the fact that they could be down there with you having their own vacation as well.
You can also get a wicked sweet tan. Yes, that is my forearm up against my bicep.
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Fish fucking terrify me. No joke.
Any sort of fishing is a stressful experience for me.
That's okay, Haanz. I know someone that freaks out whenever they get close to fish too. I won't judge you.
Okay, and I thought MY tan lines were bad! lol. Cuban, where a damn tank top. ;)
Oh and the shore fishers here scare me... mostly because I'm swimming by them when I see them. I don't want a hook in my eye.
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