Well, here I am again on a Saturday Morning:
The partner & I had planned a nice day-trip on the Canal, looking for Chinook and perhaps some Pinks.
Got up early to prepare for the day, load the boat, etc., and wait for him to show.
8:00 rolls around, and he calls to say he cant make it today, maybe tomorrow or later in the day and offers some broke-**** lame-***** excuse, and wants to know the tides for tomorrow.
I swear hes got more excuses for not going fishing than a virgin on the verge.
I think I'm looking for a new partner, I've got the drift boat and river action covered, but the power boat is his deal. I'm gonna mutiny for the next better deal to come along.
This really sux.
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