Alright you grass eating fucking faries, i normally have no problem with another persons life style as long as they keep me out of it. however i went fishing on a lake i've been at for 14 years and haven't had a problem that i can remeber. on memorial day (of all the days) this motherfucker in a speed boat comes up to me while i'm fishing in a row boat, minding own business and relaxing. Those of you who don't know what it feels like to be in a row boat they are very unstable and waves tend to throw you around like a baseball
this fucking fairy begins to lecture me how fishing is cruel and then proceeds to follow me around the lake while i move. Scaring the fish and swamping me, needless to say i had to break my tatic of pretending he didn't exist, and kindly pionted out that the motor he is using is doing more damage to the fish than a lure could possibly do, by destroying their habitat, (ok it wasn't kind and "motherfucking pussy ass bitch" was thrown in there somewhere)
then when i once again move this time i'm trolling (i was getting desprate for a fish) i catch a good size pike and then suddenly there was no tension on my pole... wtf i thought to my self and look at the water, the prick is holding scissors and had cut my line, needless to say i went completely beserk but my pop was coming out on the power boat and saw me get up suddenly(note i am in a row boat, i have enough expierence not to stand up quick, that's a bad idea) my dad comes over and we are both fairly big people and the guy starts giving my dad lip about me not caring about nature, bla bla bla, and tears away flipping us off.
i finished the week fishing searching for the little bitch but he must have been a visitor on the lake cause i didn't see him again, but if anyone and i mean anyone messes with my fishing time again, because i get precios little of it they will be dearly sorry and i will shoot them with an air rifle.
the lake pics
this fucking fairy begins to lecture me how fishing is cruel and then proceeds to follow me around the lake while i move. Scaring the fish and swamping me, needless to say i had to break my tatic of pretending he didn't exist, and kindly pionted out that the motor he is using is doing more damage to the fish than a lure could possibly do, by destroying their habitat, (ok it wasn't kind and "motherfucking pussy ass bitch" was thrown in there somewhere)
then when i once again move this time i'm trolling (i was getting desprate for a fish) i catch a good size pike and then suddenly there was no tension on my pole... wtf i thought to my self and look at the water, the prick is holding scissors and had cut my line, needless to say i went completely beserk but my pop was coming out on the power boat and saw me get up suddenly(note i am in a row boat, i have enough expierence not to stand up quick, that's a bad idea) my dad comes over and we are both fairly big people and the guy starts giving my dad lip about me not caring about nature, bla bla bla, and tears away flipping us off.
i finished the week fishing searching for the little bitch but he must have been a visitor on the lake cause i didn't see him again, but if anyone and i mean anyone messes with my fishing time again, because i get precios little of it they will be dearly sorry and i will shoot them with an air rifle.
the lake pics