Charlie and I really like what we do, but some days are better than others. A few days ago we took four guys fishing. They were drinking the night before and I think morning came too early. We were fishing for twenty minutes and the first guy was puking over the side. We caught some Bonitos and a Barracuda then started going offshore looking for dinner for our customers. We had a nice Dolphin on but I think our angler was in slow motion. The fish swam toward the boat, the line went slack, I moved the boat forward to take up the slack in the fishing line but it was too late, the fish was gone. Two more were puking, one puked up on the bridge under my feet. I had to clear the cockpit below and hose off the bridge deck, then Charlie had to clean the cockpit. The boat was a VOMITORIUM! I was told to head back. All of a sudden the planer rod goes off, the tip is shaking, it's a Wahoo. Again, slow motion. We caught a Blackfin Tuna on the way in. The guys took it with them for sushi.

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