Where Billy Bob???

Well holy cows, there's old Billy Bob.....fix'n stuff.

Boy howdy let me tell ya, I been hav'n the time of my life. But also let me tell ya, old Billy Bob ain't used to all this excitement of run'n all over the country every day and miss'n my naps.

A few days ago, we took the both boats to some lake over there in Alabama for a day of water sports and fish'n.

Jesse and Corbin

See that motor what Billy Bob built...that sucker run

Holy crap, a bald eagle

Ain't I got me a purty..

Oh no....it's Big Bertha

Now wasn't that fun???  Poor old Billy Bob were so wore out, he done plan on miss'n dinner. That were till I find out we hav'n hot dogs.....what I eated up too many. Got me a belly ache and had to go to my camp and sleep it off. 

Yesterday was a mess. Robert brung me a breakfast sandwich and informed me we were going to Bass Pro Shop. I says...."where it at"???? He says...."just down the road a piece".  I agreed to go think'n it was "just down the road a piece". An hour and a half later, we was there...almost to Birmingham. Grab me up a shop'n cart to lean on and off we go buy'n stuff. Bought me a brand spank'n new fish reel and some worms what I been look'n for at Walmart, but Walmart don't carry good stuff. Now I have 4 fish poles and only two hands.

Today was golf day....just 'cause I said so. But since I said so, it cost me another $50. I hit them balls like I was know'n what I were doing. And then we started on the back nine. Totally different story. Balls in the trees, in the water, 50 feets in front of me.....total disaster. Ended up with a fair score of 94. 

Tomorrow is fish'n day. Just me and my son Robert. No wimmins to have to pamper, no grandkids to answer a gazillion questions to.....just a relax'n day of bass fish'n. Father and son.

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