Showing posts with label raunchy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label raunchy. Show all posts

January 23, 2012

Working Girls

Carpiodes cyprinus.

quillback
I love chasing quillback. They can be some of the most frustrating of the suckers to escort due to their extreme skittishness and finicky ways. To add to the proposition, a john typically finds harems of quillback working the street corners in skinny gin clear water. To say one must creep up on these spooks like an undercover vice agent is an understatement. I've always had to play it low-key, leaving the bling and drama at home and fishing small nymphs like brassies or copper johns. Don't be a playah! Quillback have a small inferior mouth so you can't just force it in with a large fly; you gotta be smooth if you want to party. These ladies finally gave in to the Fresh Pimp Nymph. Then again, a fresh pimp slap will subdue just about any ho.

quillback
quillback
I love getting fin....

September 21, 2010

Under the Influence

Everyone seems to want to be writing up a best of show awards from the recent 2010 IFTD show in Denver earlier this month. Not to be outdone, here are a few of the *high*lights from Denver according to the roughfisher.


BEST FILM: 2010 Drake Film Awards

BEST COSTUME: ¡El bandito!
el bandito

BEST STREAMSIDE INVASIVE SPECIES: Humulus lupulus
wild hops

BEST TRUCKER HAT: Kyle "Mr. Social Media" Perkins
Kyle Perkins

BEST STREAMSIDE SCORE: Ribbed for her pleasure
Snakeskin

BEST FISH PORN: Roughfisher's mirror from the DSP, Gracie behind the lens
mirror!

BEST SPREAD: Gracie's house
tasty shit

BEST POSEUR: Gracie at the casting pond
Gracie at the casting pond

BEST BROMANCE: "When Gracie Met Roughie"
brothas from anotha mutha

BEST PARTY FOUL: 2010 Drake Film Awards After Party
Drake party carnage
Bravo! Looks like next year's competition in the Big Easy will be tough to beat...

July 22, 2010

Swagger

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.

catch of the day
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.

COP
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.