Wait til he comes to visit me. I bought a singing "Billy Bass" in a Salvation Army Thrift Store for fifty cents and I'm going to tell Jack I not only caught it but I taught it to flop his tail and sing "I Wish You A Merry Christmas". Un Huh!.
You see, the problem isn't just that Jack married my cousin in a little Methodist Church in Campbell's Creek, WV. Uh, that's pronounced as one word, quick-like and comes out to sound like "Camel's Krick". What's the point? Well, being from that neck of the woods, he has obviously spent a lot of time in the outhouse just thinking up stories like this. TOUGH COMBINATION TO BEAT. I'll try!
THE GUY IN THIS STORY DOESN'T HAVE TO TRY!
His is the story of a first time fly fisherman who caught a bull elk on the Big Thompson outside of Estes Park. The story made the front page of the Denver Post.