Got My Eye On You

Back when we would fish 70’s we would ask around as in the best places to fish, or where the fish were biting. There were all kinds of fish, different shapes and sizes, and different color fish too I might add. The guys would sit around one of the local bars and talk about their catch, share stories, much like here. I guess the times have changed. Now everything seems to be on computers. One thing that does help is the photos. I have seen a lot of really nice photos of the fish (so to speak.)


At times, and I am sure it is still done today, we would trophy fish. Or we would become collectors of fish. Moby Dick was the one we all wanted, she was a nice sweet gal, her father was a dentist. We all tried our best, we even compared bait (notes) nothing seemed to work. One time one of the fellas in our group caught JAWS – She was a mess. Always calling and creating problems with whom ever seen her. She was a talker too, told ever one people’s people. That’s how she got the name JAWS.



I guess the women have their names for the fellas too. We had one gal that called one of the guys Nessy. As in the Lot Ness Monster. We got a laugh for sure with that. He never had a problem. My wife told me that her friends and she called the male member a unicorn horn. They had their own system of rating much like the guys did. There was different shape and sizes too.



I remember telling this story to one of the guys at the club a few years back, he thought it was funny. Same idea today he said, the terms are just different. That is how I found out about this location. He turned me on to it. I have been having fun over the last few days. Got a few emails, talked to a few people in the chat room. They all seem so nice, and happy to see me. Some love my old stories, some I get the feeling want me to leave.
I think if permission I will stick around a little while. I like reading the boards, some are so funny.



A note to the fellas, if you do find a Doby Dick, keep her around, they are real hard to find. Trust me I know, I fought that Moby Dick for 3 years, before I got my first date. After that, I had to step down for the secret profession. I got her, mounted her ever night of her life too. Was worth the wait for sure.



A note for ladies too, if you get that unicorn and makes you see rainbows keep him, even his there is no pot of gold. Some of us unicorns are hard to find too. –



If a lady would care to chat, please email me. – 9/26/17

I am aware that you are not referring to me as Doby Dick. I do not suffer from any confusion.

You are confused Y. He was not referring to you as Moby Dick.

Did you even read my post?

I did.

I commented.

And then you completely changed your post.

Well done. Nice 5th grade kind of move.

Wasted bandwidth here.

You're my dad ... I thought you'd have found out by now ... I'm sorry ... I'm not the son you wanted me to be ...

Old school stories are the best ,

Keep up the good work old rich guy ,



Forget about it !

Oh yah I remember ,

Good shit

What you gotta go to the brickasa Pauly?

No the stories.