Originally Posted By: abolt300
Younger brother hooked me right in the ear lobe on his back cast with a zara spook. I was 19 and he was 17. I told him I was going to beat his A-- and started toward the back of the boat. He quickly reeled tight on me and told me "dont make me set the hook on you". I got smart real quick. We were fishing the marsh in Louisiana and when I got back home to FL from the trip, my dad saw the hole in my ear lobe (looked just like it had been pierced) and told me if he ever saw an earring in that hole he'd rip it out and beat my A--.

Dang, y'all mean!


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