Whatever, shut up and come down and go fishing. Stop being a kiljoy.
When you get here, and get on the boat, and we're going through the inlet, and the GF is by your side with the wind whipping through her hair, parlayed by the smell of salt air, as we ride into the open ocean to go catch huge tuna's and become hero's in the eyes of our women.......
Yes, it is a Visa moment.
We'll leave out the blood and guts for right now.
Man up, and go fishing! We'll figure it out later. The tuna's are biting now.
