Discussion in 'Fly Fishing Forum' started by JesseC, Jan 22, 2013.
I did that lol thing.
Great captions. I just want to know where you got the picture of my Ghillie and I? One must be properly attired, mustn't one?
My Gawd, Sir. That's the Hardy Girl fishing a bait casting rod and reel! What on earth is this place coming to?
Look Father, Questlove... he fishes without tweed...I want to fish without tweed... without this itchy wool tie....I want to fish Philly style...unadorned with my hair long and free...with how do you say it-jams- playing in my ears...No father, I am not talking about marmalade in my ears
Yes sir, that appears to be what those Americans call a river sled. Those rebellious colonists have no respect for the sanctity of our gentlemen sport.
Yes sir, I am also glad we are rid of them.
"If you're going to cuss like that, you can move down there so I can't hear you."
"Class envy is a bitch, ain't it?"
RIGHTY-O - GOOD CHAP! That's the way us pure grease lined BRITS handle the quarry!!! Tally-Ho!
"Look! I think his outfit is designed by Jason Wu."
" Dear me, what is that thing coming out of her nose?"
" Oh shit, there goes the planet."
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Bloody hell, sir, that bloke just pricked a seatrout with a lowly yarn fly under a plastic bubble while shouting "bring da' noiz, steelface!" God Save the Queen! He just drank Fireball from a plastic bottle in celebration, and now he's flashing his grill at us! How does a bloody American gangster fisherman like that even afford the beat fees?
Look there, old chap. They are shooting one of those vulgar women in waders calendars. And that appears to be Sarah Palin. Nice waders, what!
That shit twit is pounding down a perfectly good bottle of of Jameson... May he drown before he reaches the bottom'
Invisible budgie loves going fishing
(Note: I was originally going with a 'smell my finger' type caption but couldn't make it work with the distance between nose/finger)
Prince Charles probably shags the help wherever the f__k he feels like it.
I love May-December swing days. Look there's Sebastion and his Bear.
"I'm bloody well pissed and fancy a shag with a randy bird. Also, these waders make my nads itch"
Yes it was right over there on the other side, and I still remember it to this day Holmes.
Such rubbish that Fowl lad was, traipsing up and down the brook with that cane stick in his hand and flapping it in the air like a dodo bird with a wounded wing!