it is with great shame that today we announce to you the most unprestigious of all fishing derbies, the inaugural brownie troop "freshwater shit fishing derby". This event will take place nationwide and the entry process and rules are as follows:
each entrant must mail 10 dollars of u.s. cash to:
brownie troop fishing show
p.o. box 324
new hope, pa
18938
each entrant will then receive a custom BTFS tape measure via the u.s. mail, your ten dollars covers the cost of the tape measure and postage. The tape measure is nice, it is a 5 foot tape housed in a lovely plastic 3x2 case with our logo on the side. All fish must be photographed with the BTFS tape measure clearly in the frame. Fish will not be judged by weight, only by length alone, any entries not measured with your hand numbered tape will be disqualified. This is to discourage the killing of fish by bringing them to a tackle shop for weigh-ins. There is no reason to trust any of the entrants, myself included, but cheating is discouraged. All fish pictures must be mailed to vealmarsala@gmail.com, although we are starting a forum specifically for this event which can viewed at:
http://brownietroop.ning.com
posting to the derby thread is highly encouraged.
the following fish will be recognized by the governing body (me) as follows:
Sunfish/Bluegill/Perch/Crappie/Rock Bass
Catfish, any species.
Carp
the trophies will be presented as follows:
largest in class (3 seperate trophies)
largest fish overall (wins the grand prize--a brand new Zebco rod and reel combo with hook and bobber starter kit.)
Fishing is unlimited to any body of water of your choosing. There are no restrictions on bait, tackle, or method of fishing. If you want to noodle in a 100lb catfish, then that is your right. The contest will begin upon receipt of your tape measure and end on October 12, 2008. No more entries will be accepted after September 26. the contest will be limited to 200 entrants, the amount of monogrammed tape measures I had printed. Join today, and be a part of the most shameful fishing derby known to mankind.
Those snakeheads look nasty. I'd carry a .22 just for those. Have you seen that movie Snakehead Terror? That's one shit fish I'm glad we don't have out west--yet.
I'm lucky. My wife works nights and I'm unemployed. As long as I take my 2 year old daughter (DO NOT ATTEMPT THIS AT HOME!!), I can fish whenever I want. When I go out for the whole day she goes to Grandma's house the next town over. We went out for an hour today and caught nothing, but we had a great time doing it!
Hey, I like to sprinkle a little crack on the ho I'm cheating on my wife with. Seriously though - It is a bit ridiculous. When I tell her exactly what you just said, I get the same old shit...I would have never married you if you i.e. went to the bar every night, watched football day in and day out, hung out with your friends all the time. I like your line about having to work. It's too bad I work with my wife!!! More the reason to split whenever right? I'm working on her though. It's called conditioning.
Comment by Ben Adams on October 14, 2008 at 4:43pm
Im thinking of telling my wife I have to go into work tonight. I'll either leave my phone at home "by accident", or I'll bring along my cordless drill, and run it if she calls. Thats right boys, we've got issues ! ! ! I dont know what the big deal is anyhow. Its not like we're out smoking crack, or cheating on our wives. They just dont get it
No doubt Ben - I just got a few new lures today that just came in at my local shop. My wife actually picked them up for me today because she didn't trust me going to the bait n tackle shop myself. Hmmm I wonder why? I'm drooling right now at work, I can't wait to try em' out. They just stocked my stream last week with some nice trout so I'm looking forward to catching something. Now I just got figure out when I can get in a few casts. My wife is understanding to a point which I think most of you guys who have one know this. Her father has been a die hard fisherman his whole life and he had three daughters. So when I came into the picture, I became the son he never had. She fishes too but not nearly to the degree that I take it. If she is at 15 degrees I must be at 375 degrees. You got any excuses I can use for her tonight?
Comment by Ben Adams on October 14, 2008 at 3:51pm
I Dig the new Icon, Rob. Its funny on so many different levels. Im also luvin' your new shit fish. I remember a big Snakehead scare in the news a few years ago, but I dont think they have made it this far west yet. What a cool/ugly lookin' basterd ! I had some really good intentions of going out to fish for Largemouth today. It never happened... I've had this strange felling, kind of like a nicotine fit, where I feel like I need to be doing something I not doing. There was a couple of hours before I had to pick up my kids from their grandparents, so I left work early. I drove to the grocery store and bought a can of corn, and hauled ass to my spot on the Rubicon. After parking the car, I set out to see if I could find a school of carp, and I found my self rushing. I felt like I had to get some corn on my hook and start fishing. After finding nothing while stalking the river banks, I decided I needed to calm myself down. So, I sat down on the shore of the Rubicon Lagoon, and started shit fishing.
I'm still fishing with my BTFS tape measure, even though I know it doesn't matter what size fish I catch now. As I was digging through my bag, thinking about that, it occured to my that the shit fishing derby changed me. Sure I got caught up in the drama of competition. But, I had also developed a love of fishing for the big ass stoopid carp. The fish rarely bite, but I've been bitten by the fishing bug.
(and, yeah, I got skunked again today. But at least the pressure is off)
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