Me and Gerald were fishing along a bank a couple months ago, heading South.
A 20 something ft. aluminum flat, hauling axe, stopped 100 yards or so to the
South of us, dropped a net and drug it towards us and passed around heading
North.
We gave them a funny look when they passed by us, but they just smiled and
waved like they didn't know *** they just did.
Did we have the right to be pixxed off? We were, but there was nothing we
could do about it. The water didn't belong to us.
We moved.
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