Joke/Quote of the Week #5

 It's that time of the week again so grab your coffee, tea or cocoa, sit back, and prepare to be amused.

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My biggest worry is that my wife (when I'm dead) will sell my fishing gear for what I said I paid for it.
Koos Brandt

I am not against golf, since I cannot but suspect it keeps armies of the unworthy from discovering trout.
Paul O'Neil

There is no greater fan of fly fishing than the worm.
Patrick McManus—"Never Sniff a Gift Fish," 1979

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pet shop selling bait or bait shop selling pets

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Returning home after a weekend in the Maine woods, Mark Twain was lounging in the smoking car of the train to Boston. He couldn't resist the temptation to boast to the rustic-looking New Englander seated beside him about the twelve big fish he'd caught.

"The season is closed for fishing now" Mark Twain confided, "but between you and me, my friend, out there in the baggage car I've got two hundred pounds of the best rock bass that you ever laid eyes on."

"Waal," drawled the New Englander, "that's interesting, but do you know who I am? I'm the state game warden."

Mark Twain puffed on his cigar. "That's interesting," he said. "But do you know who I am? I'm the damnedest liar in the United States."

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Fisherfolk
BY
Robert Service

 

I like to look at fishermen
And often times I wish
One would be lucky now and then
And catch a little fish.
I watch them statuesquely stand,
And at the water look;
But if they pull their float to land
It's just to bait a hook.

I ponder the psychology
That roots them in their place;
And wonder at the calm I see
In ever angler's face.
There is such patience in their eyes,
Beside the river's brink;
And waiting for a bite or rise
I do not think they think.

Or else they are just gentle men,
Who love--they know not why,
Greeen grace of trees or water when
It wimples to the sky . . .
Sweet simple souls! As vain I watch
My heart to you is kind:
Most precious prize of all you catch,
--Just Peace of Mind.  

Well... that's all I've got for now. I've finished my coffee and it's almost time to get ready to hit the ice for possibly the last time this year. Thanks for dropping by, I've got to go but you can hang around longer if you like.