It's 50 degrees in December. No reason why we couldn't be tuna fishing.~
The big showoff in these photos is Frank Gaul, Chris Crawford's buddy.
~Chris says he's a good guy, but I've never met him, and he's really pissing me off.
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So you caught a tuna this summer and I didn't. Who cares, Frank!
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Yep. I caught a tuna, and it only took me about 6 years of going out at 3 am and getting skunked, sunburned, and pissed off. It was a life altering experience the likes of which can only be compared to the birth of your first child. Now I have a disease that is never assuaged by the a single catch; rather the single catch feeds the fire to go out again, and again, and again...to the point of driving my wife, Heidi, nuts.
Frank Gaul
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