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So I'm coming off the ice this morning pulling my fishing shanty. I was up early, drilled a bunch of holes, and broke my own trail through the snow to find fish. Not easy!
I get to my truck and a younger guy races up in his vehicle, throws his window down and asks "They biting? Do any good???!"
After all I did to figure out the fish, this millenial-dink wants something for nothing. So I look him dead in his eye and reply "I'm not even going to tell you what lake I was fishing."
He crinkles his brow, looks at the ice I just walked off, turned back to me, opened his mouth to but didn't say anything. I could almost smell the gears in his brain burning as he tried to process.
I climbed in and drove off.
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I get to my truck and a younger guy races up in his vehicle, throws his window down and asks "They biting? Do any good???!"
After all I did to figure out the fish, this millenial-dink wants something for nothing. So I look him dead in his eye and reply "I'm not even going to tell you what lake I was fishing."
He crinkles his brow, looks at the ice I just walked off, turned back to me, opened his mouth to but didn't say anything. I could almost smell the gears in his brain burning as he tried to process.
I climbed in and drove off.
Sent from my SM-G973U using Michigan Sportsman mobile app