I was out scouting an unnamed river for some winter steelies when all of a sudden this Sasquatch came out of the bushes, grabbed my hand, and led me to a hole full of 40 lb. hatchery brats. No, wait, that was something else. It was the Easter Bunny that showed me the hole.

I'm sure most of you guys are calling B.S. on this one because you think there's no such thing as a 40 lb. hatchery brat.
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The vet said I should get my dog fixed.
I didn't realize he was broken.