I didn’t see the fishing rod moving around

My acquaintance James and I went out fishing for a couple of minutes last Sunday morning.

All of us left as soon as there was light, and returned shortly after dinner time. I was supposed to be out shopping with our dear wifey that morning, although I postponed our shopping until after dinner. I told my wife that I wouldn’t be gone all morning, and that I knew the two of us still had many Christmas presents to find. I did not want to give up a couple of minutes of fishing, so I was at the dock bright and early waiting for James. All of us smoked a recreational marijuana joint while the two of us were filling the boat up with gas. The recreational marijuana joint tasted love strawberries. The recreational marijuana joint had the yummiest flavor profile. I could absolutely tell that there were flavonoids and terpenes added to the flower. The joint was coated in kief and it had distillate inside. I felt genuinely relaxed and I almost fell asleep while I was waiting in the chair for a fish to bite our hook. My eyes must have closed a couple of times, because I did not see the pole start to move around. It wiggled once or twice and then it almost fell out of the boat and into the lake. It was a 150 dollar fishing pole, so I am glad that I caught it just in time. I fought with the fish for 10 to 15 minutes and finally the line broke. I was a lot happier to lose the line, hook, bait, and fish than I would have been to lose an entire fishing pole and reel.

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