It happened last night

I have not had one since my early teens and it was dirty,really dirty.
I was catching Trout with nymphs, French style something that even in my widest imagination i never thought i would do.

So is this really philological , the rivers have been burst or unfishable for two/three weeks and my body and subconscious mind are telling me i should do something about it?

Its easy to draw comparisons about going to a puddle and catching cheap nasty fat fish or sleeping with a prostitute or should i just complain about the weather, if so to whom?

Any God fearing people on the forum?
What God is the most effective, how do i get in contact and how much will it cost?

Maybe i should stop eating cheese before bed?

Seeing the thread header .... Oh Boy, this won't last long. Thought ("dirty") you were about to direct us all to the 'Redtube' web site!

It's free Buzz; just get down on your knees and prayer your way back to salvation!

Buzz ... If you do weaken for goodness sake do it with a prostitute , The unclean experience of catching nasty fat fish in a muddy puddle will stay with you for ever....

[QUOTE=Buzz;570273]It happened last night

I have not had one since my early teens and it was dirty,really dirty.
I was catching Trout with nymphs, French style something that even in my widest imagination i never thought i would do.

You filthy swine, it's too late for you mate, you're beyond help in my book.

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View it as an epiphany to guide you on the road to enlightenment. Get to a rezzie.

Deary me I am not passing comment on this, just found it funny

Debs

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Philological, now there's a word that doesn't crop up much.

Buzz, rain gods are known for their fickle nature.

However Rah the sun god is decent enough.

Try this this chant, Rah Rah Rasputin, lover of the Russian queen.
There was a cat that really was gone.

Hope this helps

Sean

Gander's your man. He'll be able to sort you out chapter and verse.

That's quite a convincing story though to cover up p!sh!ng the bed.

Perhaps you need to spend some time alone with a "specialist" DVD....

...like Grayling fishing or river trouting...

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