[Flukemeister1]

Originally Posted by Treebeard63

Great thread ..! Some fantastic stories.. always some kinda entertainment out there.. One of my favs happened back in the early 80's.. My late fishing bud Tony and I where had come down for a night Bluefish trip on the Queen Mary (i think), out of PP.. Kinda crowded, but the bite was good, and there was lots of life in the slick.. including big schools of squid coming into the lights.. Tony gets it in his head he wants to catch some squid to fry, so he pulls an ancient squid jig out of his box (one of those plastic bodies with a bunch of pin-hooks sticking out), a proceeds to run around the boat trying to catch up with the schools darting in and out, yelling "Calamari, Calamari!" . Now Tony was a big, jollly, loveable guy.. big white beard like Santa, and always laughing and joking with the other fares.. hard not to like the guy.. But after several minutes of running around and squeezing onto the rail to get shots at these squid, occasionally tangling the chunk drifters, and generally causing a ruckus, I could see some guys where getting a bit miffed..but no one said anything to him.. but everyone is watching him closely.. Finally, he hooks a squid... As he is swinging it over the rail, its about a foot over his head, and lets fly a big jet of ink... that hits him in the chin, fills his white beard, and covers the front of his shirt.. Much to the delight of the crowd, who threw up a deafening cheer and applauded him vigorously! He gave a little bow, and sheepishly cut off his jig and went back to Bluefishing for the night .

Now that is funny!