Tuesday Rationalization

A day late and a dollar short…..

Returning from a weekend trip in some of the dirtiest, most fecal coliform infested rivers in the great state of WV I noticed a certain odour. Not only wafting from my gear, but from myself as well.

My wife asks, “What the hell stinks so bad, is that your feet?”

I replied to her, “My feet don’t stink, its my wading boots”.

Wherever the foul stench of sulfur, rotten eggs, and two week old broccoli was coming from, it couldn’t have been me……..

—MLB

~ by bentrodmedia on October 21, 2009.