This past weekend, I did a boys weekend with my Dad and Uncle Lee. They taught me the fine art of fishing.
This is what fishing is all about.
First thing you do is crack open a beer, then you talk a lot and tie knots with the string.
Then you crack another beer, put a hook on the string and then talk a lot more (same stories as before).
Followed by cracking another beer, talking a lot faster and laughing at your own jokes then they drop their strings in the water.
Finally they crack another beer, they sit for a long time and talk complete gibberish while completely forgetting about their strings in the water.
I’m confused…I thought fishing was a sport?