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Nah, these 'poons' ain't for eating. What were you catching off LA, tuna?
No, not tuna, these were mackerel and something with a yellow stripe on them. Maybe a yellowbelly? I can't remember, they looked fucking delicious anyway, but only because I wasn't allowed to club them and take them to eat.
I did also go on a fishing trip to Catalina, some geezers were catching barracuda off the back of the boat, but I was catching nothing. Apart from loads of nice cold cans out of the coolbox. I was completely pissed, got nicely baked in the sunshine and nearly fell off the boat.
Well, probably because I was hanging off the back dying to jump in for a cooling dip in the lovely clear water. Then I saw a shadow, thought it was Jaws, and zoomed back onto a nice safe bit of deck. It turned out to be a sea-lion, but that was close enough for me.
I carried on drinking, er, fishing. That was a great trip, it was the only place the family I was staying with would let me have a bevvy without worrying or giving me a hard time, seeing as I was only 18 - way old enough in the UK to be a seasoned piss-head, but obviously not allowed in California. Great times!
So I woke up,rolled over and who was lying next to me? Only Bonnie Langford!
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