Let me tell you something, Esteemed Colleague. You would not think my driving was so bad if you’d ever seen me try to cast a fishing line.
Trees cringe. All my companions run away.
But maybe that’s because I don’t have me none of these things.
This here is the Genesis 9:2 spinnerbait.
“All the fishes of the sea; into your hand are they delivered,” especially if they are walleye, crappie, pike, or bass, none of which technically live in the sea, but sometimes I guess you just gotta shut up and fish.
from Godspeed Christian Tackle
Roy and Wayne say A-men.
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