It gets better, we both caught a guad.
I've heard that voice before and he does it well. Usually when I hear it he's making fun of me for complaining about him smoking toads on the reg and me netting all his fish. I just have to keep telling myself " It's a team tournament Waylon, it will be OK."Bill had just cracked a joke about me standing on my tippy toes. I wanted to look like a hard ass but I was starting to laugh already.
Only the second funniest thing he said that night though. The little bugs were terrible last night, brown moth looking things not sure what they are but they were thick. Bill has supernova white lights on the back of his boat. The bugs were swarming back there so much so they were making a humming noise. I'm standing on the back deck just getting swarmed by these little bastards, I looked like pig pen with flies all around my head. I start to complain to Bill about the bugs. At this point we have a good sack we know we probably got 3rd or so based on last week's numbers, but we need another 7 if we want to win. So after a few complaints from me he says, "You know what's worse than those bugs, is that little girly voice back their complaining." Then using his best Alvin and the chimpunks voice he impersonates me, "Bill there are too many bugs for me to fish." I just had to laugh, message sent, I'll just stand here in the bug tornado and keep casting.