My other Camaro is a Jesus.
Went fishing tonight. Stocked at a scary bait shop with a backed-up toilet. Staccato bites all over my legs, cried out like a little girl when the biggest mosquito I’ve ever seen landed on my hand. I could only stand the flying vermin for about an hour.
Didn’t catch anything, but watched the people around us pull in some saltwater catfish. Threw away the majority of three dozen (huge) dead medium shrimp. Fouled my line but good twice in a row.
All in all, had a great time! I definitely recommend fishing on Tuesdays. Try it sometime.
Didn’t add any songs to the iPod.