The Fisherman's Wharf > Fishing Stories
It was...
Cider:
It was a dark and stormy night when Jonny Ringo stepped out the back door to pick night crawlers...
reubenpa:
Worms were everywhere, and he had a time picking worms and dreaming about what he would catch.
Fat Boy:
As Jonny bent over to capture an unsuspecting nightcrawler, his drawers drooped below his belt line, exposing his great derriere divide to his ex-wife who, as luck would have it, was driving by. She promptly and accurately tossed a...
icefishnh:
newspaper and hit him in the behind. he said...
reubenpa:
Ouch, man I would rather read the comics with my other face!!!
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