THE DR.
                PHILBILLY SHOW - Fishin' With Paw In Law 
                by Wayne Carlan 
                  
                Several years
                ago my father in law, lets call him Shot
                Lee, and I went fishing in a Diamond Head bayou.
                We were doing ok. Well, I was doing ok. Shot
                always catches every dang fish in the water. He
                says his secret is putting the hook in the
                fishs mouth. Whatever! 
                Anyway, he
                hooks a big one that bends his rod almost in half.
                He starts yelling at me to get the net, which I
                did. Im hanging over the side of the boat
                waiting for him to wrestle it to the top of the
                water so I can scoop em up. The water
                starts to churn and Im half way over the
                boat. I start to scoop until this monster decides
                to stare me down. It was a freakin
                alligator! 
                I whip out my
                knife and start to cut the line until Shot yells
                Nooooo! 
                What the heck?
                I know he aint thinking about keeping it is
                he? I say Shot, there aint enough
                room in this boat for me and a gator, so make
                your choice. He says Give me the net. 
                Now we are
                only about 20 feet from the bank but Im not
                about to jump in the water with a dang gator so I
                have to time this just right. Shot pulls the
                gator in the boat and then theres a big
                splash. He turns around and sees that Im
                practically walking on water. Michael Phelps
                would have never won this race. My feet look like
                a motor boat hauling butt. Every time I feel a
                branch or a log I let out a screech that even
                makes the birds stop chirping. The water was so
                cold but every few feet I feel a warm spot. Stop
                laughing
peeing on your self is not that
                funny. 
                I finally make
                it to shore and I look back at the boat, dripping
                wet with seaweed hanging off of me and there
                stands Shot in the boat with a 3 foot gator under
                his arm. He yells Wayne, where you going?
                Its just a baby. I yell back
                Yall have fun. Babies have mommas.
                Im going to the truck! 
                I turn and
                head off into the woods. Of course I get lost and
                Shot is waiting on me at the truck by the time I
                get there. I stop about 10 feet from the truck
                and yell Wheres the gator? He
                looks at me and yells back I let him go.
                What?! Youve got to be kidding! As soon as
                he gets me home, its definitely payback!
                Im just sayin. 
                
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