Ron and Duke don’t seem to be the sorta fellas who are gonna let a good fishing trip plan roll over and kick its li’l feet in the air and expire.
Of course, they DO seem to be the sorta fellas who you read about in the paper- all about how they went on a fishing trip and drowned under odd, but not controversial, circumstances. And possibly rolled over and kicked their size 13s in the air as they expired.
Don’t nobody make a “Hey, Y’all, Watch this…” joke now, you hear?
Paraphrasing Jeff Foxworthy: If your last words before waking up in the ER have ever been, “Hey, y’all, watch this,” you MIGHT be a redneck.
Oh wait, you said DON’T . . .
Sorry about that.
Gee, I wonder if anything ELSE will hit the big bridge in about an hour?
I don’t think there’s been any kind of foreshadowing or anything.
Hey, if everybody survives, we’ve got a great idea for a finale event for the next Outdoor Fest!
Can’t hit what ain’t there no more.
And this “Ron” is the “Ron” whose calls Shelly doesn’t answer anymore.
The rain hasn’t seemed to have let up at all, either. And the lake behind that dam continues to fill up. And…
This whole thing is getting all kinza ways more inneresting with every installment.
Hold my Ice Capped, an d watch this!
It’s like calling the Goalie is getting a shut-out. Once it’s out there you’ve jinxed the lot and almost assured a negative outcome.
I think they’re gunna need a boat to float over the bridge if this rain keeps up. Love the blue & black colouring Greg, looks great.