Well sir, I sur enuff did catch me a mess a fish last week. Most enjoyedment I has had in I can't remember when. I mean to tell you, them catfish was itchin to be catched so bad, a feller hardly even need bait. Well maybe a smidgen. Lord amighty that was a good time.
Folks I has to tell you, there ain't much in this here world give ol B B more pleassure than a good day at the fishin hole. Don't much matter if'n I catch a big mess or not. Jus sittin on that creek bank, suckin in that fresh country air is right near enuff to plant a smile cross my face what would last a month. If'n you has a passel of problems, they is one shur fired way to chase away them blues. Grab yoself a pole and chase on down to the nearest fishin hole. They ain;t nothin in this world is better medicine.
Thought for the day : Let us live so that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry.
Mark Twain
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