I knew it...there was this fimaliar smell in the air that Saturday night. You know, that cross between catfish stink bait and a good Taco Bell ripper. I thought... could it be....naaa.
I knew it...there was this fimaliar smell in the air that Saturday night. You know, that cross between catfish stink bait and a good Taco Bell ripper. I thought... could it be....naaa.
Sully,you shouldn't talk about Jeff like that.And to think he used to feel sorry for you and take you fishing once in awhile-now this.