Heh, well, I hope everyone had a good time over the long weekend, I sure did!
Today we had two cookouts and two fishing trips. The cookouts were wonderful, and the fishing trips were ok. Well, the first fishing trip was ok anyway. The second one didn’t last too long. I did manage to catch the big one though. Here’s how it went:
My thoughts: "Gee, I hope I catch something, this lure always works great for me…I’ll just cast it out there into that lake and…OOOO somethings in my hair…oh it’s my lure…I’ll just pull it out of…oh wait, seems to be stuck…(Pull pull pull) youch!
Gee, it sure does feel like I’ve got two treble hooks stuck in my scalp. Oh yeah, yup, they’re definitely in there, deep and painful! Party over!
So then I get to sit in a hospital for three hours being freaked out by old ladies with diarreah, old men talking about dying, and nurses sticking needles in my head while saying “I wonder if this will work, I hope it doesn’t tear too bad”.
What a night! The sad thing is, I was completely sober when I did it! Talk about embarrasing…From now on I’ll always fish drunk, so at least I’ll have an excuse 
Well, thanks to lidocane and Newcastle, I feel fine now. Good night.