The Hub: I’m going fishing now.
Me: Come in as soon as it starts to storm.
Hub: Naw, I think I’ll stand in my boat and wave my carbon fiber fishing rods.
Me: Is your premium paid up?
Hub: Yep.
Me: Are your accounts easily accessible?
Hub: Yep.
Me: Who do I call to make sense of them all?
Hub: Tom.
Me: Okay, then, do what you want.
#itsjustawaitinggame
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Hahahahahaha! So showing this to Sir Nerdalot!
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Oh wow!! Must be rough! What a catch!! (you, I mean, not merely the fish…!!)
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Wow. Lol. 🙂
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Lol 🙂
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Sounds like my place when I’m off on the Harley and the weather looks foul.
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This is great. Mine fished in tornado warnings
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It’s some sort of sickness.
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I know this man AND this conversation! Great post to keep us all in check.
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