The old blame in on Baldzilla routine..I'll take my lumps, I mean it was my fault we were on the Dirtmobile which I had no control over, using a great new idea for a spread (let your white shads get so nasty and dirty that my ho thinks they are a new "brown shad" or use nothing but pink shads with red chutes, on rods that still had the price tags on them...but the good news is ole Joe and I can see eye to eye and say it sure was better than the day on the "Don't Slayem"..but it was fun jumping down whenever we saw a baitball, driving past it, then dropping jigs, jumping up and down and yelling "look at me I'm keith" ::moon::

I did try to explain to old Joe that it is not a skunk when you catch fish jigging...even though what he did was not jigging, ie accidentally having your jig with a twister tail on it, in the water as you help your kid and nearly having the rod pulled out of your hands when a fish accidentally swims by and hooks himself...