My neighbor Jacky and I went fishing for a couple of hours last Monday.
Jacky and I left as soon as there was Daytime and we came back shortly after lunch.
I was supposed to go shopping with my spouse earlier that day, but I postponed the shopping until after lunch. I told her that I would not be gone all day, and I knew that we still had some Christmas presents to buy. I didn’t want to provide up a couple of hours worth of fishing, so I was at the dock bright and early waiting for Jacky. All of us smoked a recreational marijuana joint while we filled up the boat with gas. The recreational marijuana joint tasted of strawberries. The recreational marijuana joint had the best flavor. I could easily tell that there were ribo flavonoids and terpenes added to the flower. The joint was covered in kief and it had THC distillate inside. I felt honestly relaxed and I almost fell asleep while I was standing in the chair waiting for a fish to bite at my hook. My eyes must have closed a couple of times, because I didn’t see the fishing pole moving around. It wiggled once or twice and then it almost fell out of the boat and into the lake. This was a $150 fishing pole, so I am thrilled that I caught it just in time. I fought with the big fish for 10 or 15 hours and finally the fishing line broke. I was a lot happier to lose the line, hook, bait, and fist after that we would have been to lose the entire fishing pole and reel.