I took my son fishing this weekend and all he caught we 3 tiny little bity fish...
Of coarse I made him clean them and cook them on a camp fire that I made him start with a flint..
While I was not looking his grandfather gave him some matches so they could finally start the fire. Hey at least I didn't give him two sticks rub together or we would have been there all night.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
6 comments:
First time visitor here. I hopped over here from Beth's blog. Funny stuff you have here. Nice blog.
Cute. You go camping and you make fire... you're every guy's dream girl you know that right? LOL.
Next time give him two match sticks ;)
You sure they were fish he caught and not the minnows you used for bait?
Greg thansk for stopping buy..you never know what your going to read about in that darn girl world!!!thanks for stopping by!!!
That girl I have been told when are my testicals going to drop and I say anyday know...
Walker we used live worms and let me tell you I had to say 5 hail mary's...not to mention 6 Our Fahters.... to be able to put put the live worms on the hook. after what i is wrong with me?? thoughts darn nuns slapping my hands all the whislt I was thinking I have no panites on. Is my darn hipocractic oath do no no harm as long as no one really knows.
you're hilarious...as always. what would we do without your stories and your sense of humor??!!
ss thanks that is so sweet!!!
Post a Comment