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Started of yesterday afternoon with a phone call from Jonah, ello mate wanna oh fishing tonite ? Yep I'm up for that where we going ? Browndown his reply meet me in the car park at 6 pm don't be *^%^*% late !!
Ok chill out il be there for 6, or just after, no you will be there for 6 not 5 past 6 but 6 o'clock do you understand, am I talking English enough for you ?? No Jonah I can't quite understand because your Maltese accent takes over your English, don't take the pi33, be there 6 o'clock,, phone went dead!!
Ok got a few hours to chill so quick stop at baits r us to grab done sandeels, nip across the road and check the crab situation out, result 3 doz peelers after 15 mins of looking happy days!
545 pm phong rings it's achmed ( Jonah ) where are you ? I reply with I'm in the van driving, well I'm in the van stuck in traffic ,oh so your gonna be late again then are you was his reply, hmmm don't no mate came mine but don't worry il be with you ASAP. Phone goes dead again.
606 pm I arrived at the car park only to be met with a torrid of abuse from achmed, what bloody time do you call this ? Quick look on my phone " it's 606 pm " ( he's not happy )
Gets the gear out the van and we begin the walk to this spot that he likes, so I'm loaded down with seatbox bucket and rods n shelter struggling walking over have shingle, Jonah, well he's got this trolley thing loaded up with seat box buckets bags etc, marching away saying keep up will you. ( I can see this turning into a crap night already )
Gets to this " magical" spot sets up and fires both rods put as far as I possibly can. Time now 8 pm and I manage a pouting on crab, 850 Jonah shouting with excitement " I gotta ray, I got a spotted ray " I reply how big ? 2 lb 8 was his reply back.
Hmmm could the rays be on the feed now ? Quick bait change and both rods fired back out as far as possible, 930, Jonah js into his 2 nd spotted of 4lb 4 so the Maltese killer terrorist is now doing my head in as he's had whiting pouting dogs all night long and 2 spotted rays while I've only managed a poxy pouting and a tiny little hound pup.
The night continues with achmed throwing abuse in my direction, all night long, how many fish you caught ? My reply 2 Jonah. Why ? 36 I'm now on was his reply back to me,ffs this can't be happening, this is a nightmare I will wake up in a min... Nope it happend I got out fished by the Maltese bloody killer terrorist
He even re bout of bait and I was throwing Manky bait at him and he was still bloody catching on they ffs.
Now I know you will be reading this later oh killer terrorist once you have woken from your septic pit. Ever dog/ Maltese git/ jammy git/ lucky f*%^er/ Maltese killer bloody achmed terrorist, SILANCE I kill you. You beat me last night this is your 1 and only bloody time you will ever do this to me again.
I won't even be able to go into the local tackle shop now because they won't let me live this down, I'm doomed for life, hell I'm scared for life now.
So you bloody dirty terrorist I declare war now!!!!
Jammy bassssssssssrurd!!
Ok chill out il be there for 6, or just after, no you will be there for 6 not 5 past 6 but 6 o'clock do you understand, am I talking English enough for you ?? No Jonah I can't quite understand because your Maltese accent takes over your English, don't take the pi33, be there 6 o'clock,, phone went dead!!
Ok got a few hours to chill so quick stop at baits r us to grab done sandeels, nip across the road and check the crab situation out, result 3 doz peelers after 15 mins of looking happy days!
545 pm phong rings it's achmed ( Jonah ) where are you ? I reply with I'm in the van driving, well I'm in the van stuck in traffic ,oh so your gonna be late again then are you was his reply, hmmm don't no mate came mine but don't worry il be with you ASAP. Phone goes dead again.
606 pm I arrived at the car park only to be met with a torrid of abuse from achmed, what bloody time do you call this ? Quick look on my phone " it's 606 pm " ( he's not happy )
Gets the gear out the van and we begin the walk to this spot that he likes, so I'm loaded down with seatbox bucket and rods n shelter struggling walking over have shingle, Jonah, well he's got this trolley thing loaded up with seat box buckets bags etc, marching away saying keep up will you. ( I can see this turning into a crap night already )
Gets to this " magical" spot sets up and fires both rods put as far as I possibly can. Time now 8 pm and I manage a pouting on crab, 850 Jonah shouting with excitement " I gotta ray, I got a spotted ray " I reply how big ? 2 lb 8 was his reply back.
Hmmm could the rays be on the feed now ? Quick bait change and both rods fired back out as far as possible, 930, Jonah js into his 2 nd spotted of 4lb 4 so the Maltese killer terrorist is now doing my head in as he's had whiting pouting dogs all night long and 2 spotted rays while I've only managed a poxy pouting and a tiny little hound pup.
The night continues with achmed throwing abuse in my direction, all night long, how many fish you caught ? My reply 2 Jonah. Why ? 36 I'm now on was his reply back to me,ffs this can't be happening, this is a nightmare I will wake up in a min... Nope it happend I got out fished by the Maltese bloody killer terrorist
He even re bout of bait and I was throwing Manky bait at him and he was still bloody catching on they ffs.
Now I know you will be reading this later oh killer terrorist once you have woken from your septic pit. Ever dog/ Maltese git/ jammy git/ lucky f*%^er/ Maltese killer bloody achmed terrorist, SILANCE I kill you. You beat me last night this is your 1 and only bloody time you will ever do this to me again.
I won't even be able to go into the local tackle shop now because they won't let me live this down, I'm doomed for life, hell I'm scared for life now.
So you bloody dirty terrorist I declare war now!!!!
Jammy bassssssssssrurd!!