Et Tu, Brute?
Here’s a pretty funny blog entry by Glen Davis in the Mississippi Clarion-Ledger about what it’s like to be a fly fisher in the land of noodlers. “As I turned my head I could see a shirtless young man hanging out of the window of a vehicle. As the line reached me and settled on me like someone had dumped a bowl of green spaghetti over my head, I heard his words ‘fly fishing is bull—-!’ Stung by this profound statement, I turned and hung my head and stared at my boots, which were covered in fly line.”
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