To our friendly members in Kansas, it appears the our fave, East Kansassy, Swamp Witch has not experienced proper (i.e. bluegill) angling all this Summer. Somebody needs to take her firmly in hand, (or broom, or even auto) and deliever her unto the still waters in which bluegills, shellcrackers, longears, and green sunfish doth dwell. I know that our members who are local to the area are capable of this. I’ve seen the pictures. If they should fail, then drastic measures will be called for. Don’t fail. I don’t think Kansas is ready for a Plague of Toads.
Ed, who’s darned near a Plague all by himself.
P.S. The bottle is still sitting on the bed of my truck. I’m talking about the one that’s half-full of multi-year-old, sun-ripened fish lure composed of assorted crawfish pieces. That brew should be riper than anything y’all have seen in a caldron. Don’t bring that sort of plague to anywhere near your houses. If I take it to Kansas, it STAYS in Kansas! <insert Evil Laughter>
I’m purty sure the airlines don’t allow toad or frogs on them. That means EdD has to cross the Mississippi River on I-40 at Memphis; with the 18 wheeler traffic there, his chances are not real good. He could try swimming the river but Mississippi River catfish think toads taste like chicken. I guess you could put him in a FedEx box with a tube of crickets and he get there overnight.
Uncle Jesse, I could always cross the river a Paducah. I wouldn’t hop to it, I’d drive. While I’d have to watch the 18-wheelers, there are a lot more 4-wheelers that warrant attention and concern.
See if the Quivira Kid can help you with this essential therapy.
Get out and catch some 'gills. Make Cary take you. Get him to catch some too. Even a Heron needs some dietary variety.
Betty, darlin’, have you caught any bluegills? Am I going to have to pester you for the rest of the year. I’m afraid your going to have to have a witness to any claimed bluegill, now. If you don’t catch at least one bluegill, I’m going to ground you. No more broom for you! Catch some bluegills.
