I've been getting schooled this summer. I could blame the early spring, the recent heat wave, or the persistent storm cycle that has been wreaking havoc with our weather, but that would be weak sauce, baby. I typically don't even fish much in the months of June and July; due to my hectic work schedule, and the fact that carp and roughfish are typically still spawning through early July. But enough with the excuses, I just don't have any game.
I flailed around trying to flaunt my ghetto nasty Carp Crack to some lot lizards. The best I could do was lip a sumbitch clam in the beard.
Finally got me a dirty whore to come home with and spend the night. She sure had some purdy gums. Now I need to go get me a shot of penicillin.
Excuses are like assholes. Everybody has one, and they all stink.