I was out fishing at Crowley Lake with my friend Walt. We were fishing for native German brown trout. They are known for their voracious appetite and fighting ability when on the line. After Walt was done bring in his fish and taking it off the hook and putting it on the stringer his thumb and fore finger were grazed by the sharp teeth. He starts shaking his hand, drops the fish & wines like a little girl. I tell him to Man Up & quit acting like a PUSARRIO

Bro since I got dirtpilled on Tuesday I have made sooo many worm friends and made them soo many little houses to get married in. Me? Lonely? No you’re the lonely one u lawn owning freak