You think you can cast it that far?
Easy peasy do it in my sleep.
Go on then.
Ouch and darn it. Can you get the hook out of my bum?
Told you so. (140 Characters)
Written for: https://kmmyrman.wordpress.com/2016/12/27/twittering-tales-10-27-december-2016/
Morpethroad 
A very good post. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks Henrietta, glad you could stop by…
You are welcome!
LOL well, that put an end to his boasting 😉
Yes it did hehehe 😀
Hope that wasn’t the voice of experience. Quite a smiler in 140 characters or less.
No not quite from experience though I have managed to hook my shirt a few times and any nearby trees….good to make you smile Lorraine, after all its soon to be a new year..
Yes, a bright, shiny new one. This one is rather tarnished I’m afraid.
Haha! Love the story Michael. That would be me! Merry Christmas and Happy New Year coming soon.
Thanks Kat at this time of year when I was a kid it was a fishing we would go….
LOL …. somehow, this is exactly the type of scenario I could see happening to me, without the bragging about being so skilled first! I’d be more “whiny” – jokey, saying I have a bad feeling about it! 😉
Great tale in so few words Michael 😀
Thanks Pat, you sure you wouldn’t be doing just a little pre-cast bragging??
nope – no bragging, because me and fishing lines and hooks and baits are nothing but a comedic misadventure waiting to happen, so I’d be playing the court jester or sitting in dead, uncomfortable silence! LOL
So would all this comedy happening would there be any fishing done??
well that would all depend on the company I keep and how skilled, patient and tolerant they were!
And you Michael, do you fish?
Not if I can help it.
LOL …. so no fishing other than at the local fishmongers? 😉
And then on rare occasions
so you’re not a fish person?
No not really.
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