Have I ever told you guy's about my fly?
Well, one day a while back I decided to take my fly out for some fresh air and let him stretch his wings. We went out to the country and down to the old creek where my fly could buzz along above the creek while I rested on the creek bank.
So, anyhow as my fly is flying along above the creek, below was a trout watching my fly and thinking to himself..."if thay guy's fly drops 6 inches I can jump out of the water and eat it."
Very well, but while the trout was watching my fly, on the other side of the creek there was a bear watching the trout watch my fly and that bear was thinking..."if that guys fly drops 6 inches, that trout is going to jump out of the water to grab the fly and I can grab the trout and eat it."
Very well, but while the bear was watching the trout watch my fly, on the other side of the creek is a hunter watching the bear watch the trout watch my fly and the hunter is thinking..."if that guys fly drops 6 inches, that trout is going to jump out of the water to eat the fly and that bear is going to grab the trout and I will have a perfect chance to shoot that bear."
Very well, but while the hunter was watching the bear watch the trout watch my fly there was a mouse and he was eyeing up the hunters lunch and thinking to himself..."if that guys fly drops 6 inches, that trout is going to jump out of the water, the bear is going to grab the trout, the hunter is going to shoot the bear and then I can run in and take a bite of the hunters sandwich."
Very well, but while the mouse was watching the hunter watch the bear watch the trout watch my fly, there was a cat in the tree above the hunter and the cat was thinking..."if that guys fly drops 6 inches, that trout is going to jump out of the water, the bear is going to grab the trout, the hunter is going to shoot the bear and that mouse is going run in and grab a bite of the hunters sandwich and I can jump down and eat the mouse."
Well, finally it happens, my fly drops 6 inches and the trout jumps out of the water to grab my fly, the bear jumps out to grab the trout and "BANG" the hunter shoots the bear as the mouse zips in to grab a bite of the hunters sandwich and the cat falls out of the tree into the creek.
The end.
Moral of the story, whenever my fly drops 6 inches there's going to be a wet pussy around.