Hell Hath No Fury Like A Fly Rod Scorned
"Why do you keep ignoring me?'
"You know I'm really, really lonely..."
"You don't even listen to me anymore!"
"LISTEN TO ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!"
"You work too much."
I know, but it's that time of year.
"You didn't even bring me anything back from San Francisco..."
Sorry, my bad.
"Are you seeing someone else?"
"YOU HESITATED, F*CK YOU MOTHERF*CKER, I'LL KILL HER..."
WHILE YOU SLEEP!"
"What's the b*tch's name?!?"
"Is she prettier than me?"
Your crazy, I'm just really busy.
you know this is all YOUR fault."
I know...I know...
(it always is....)
After a little quarrel with my fly rod, we're scheduling some private time together this weekend.
Nothing's better than "make up" fishing.