So I was meat fishing some nameless river.. Doing the gene pool a favor, killing brats.. had just landed a cromer buck and was gunna head back to the rig.. so I cleaned him on the bank.. then I rememberd the pack of Crackers that I had passed when I was walking up stream.. Being the smartass that I am.. I rigged up a Milt sack on my drift rig... walked back past them carring the Chromer.. of coarse I got the "Hey, what ya get him on??" so I held up my rod, Smiling and said "Milt.. only thing these zipperlips will take! But don't tell anyone.. not that many know about this little secret yet.."

I have never seen so many blank stares in all my LIFE!! I could barely keep a strait face!! I wonder if they ever tried it....