Ok, in my pyramid of recreational enjoyment, fishing is easily the capstone. See, I catch fish so infrequently, the adrenaline rush that the occasionally tightened line provides is absolutely boombastic, (say me fantastic).
But since one cannot be fishing at all hours, on a Monday night, around 9ish, there’s probably nothing better than chips & dip & wrestling…
Well, except chips & dip & women’s wrestling.
And yes, I ate the whole tub.
Don’t worry, I eat salads for lunch to make up for said sour cream-based gluttony.
Gotta keep my figure to look good in those waders…
I'm not sure a salad lunch counters eating a whole tub of dip.
Don't worry. After a while your figure doesn't matter any more.
Ha. Pass the nachos!
C'mon, let me live my illusion. 🙂
I haven't watched wrestling in years, but was sooo into it when the Rock was still there on a regular basis. The writing fell off for me once he left. I think you reminding me about the women, might get me motivated to watch it….now to steal the remote from my GF…a plan I will devise.
MichaelYou are forgiven for the eating all the chips and tub of dip—two hours of workout at the gym, should justify—thanks for stirring me to the kitchen and inhaling some corn chips!!!
@ Carf – FYI, Wrestlemania is this weekend, including a 5 on 5 women's tag match…hint, hint…
@ Bill – Ooh, like tortilla chips or Fritos?…I could go for some Fritos & a Dr. Pepper…