Salsburg Chronicles

so i woke up early this morning at about 4am to go fish at this new secret spot i found. man this spot is hot, but i cant tell the rest of these bassturd mufuckas cause then they be all blowin up the spot an shit. so im puffin on this sweet cheeba rolled up in a chocolate philly and washin it down with a 24 of old e when my rod starts shakin all crazy like. im like shit im gettin a hit already damn this spot is off the heezy right. so i start reelin this nigga in and yo this bitch is puttin up a a crazy fight so i gots to get my shit in gear. so damn after 10 minutes of wrestlin wit this fuckin fish from hell i finally pull this bitch up and holy shit i couldnt believe it. this fucking bass i caught was a big as jerry smyth. shit it even had the same stupid face as gerbs, wait holy shit it is the gerbs! this muthafuckin widget was all blue half way drowned to death when i pulled him into the boat. im like damn i know i should try cpr on this little nigga but damn i aint even tryin to do this shit this early in the morning. than i thought how did this fucker find my spot anyways. shit he must have followed me here this morning, sneaky little fucker. i knew if i saved his life and let him go he would tell every last one of his kooky fishin buddies about my secret spot, so you know what i had to do right. i tossed that widget back in the water, poured out a little old e in memory of his bitch ass, and then took my shit back up to shore. well even though it wasnt a real bass it was still the biggest catch i ever made so all in all it was a good outing. rip to little gerbs and if i catch any of you otha mufuckas at my spot ill tell you this right now the gerbs got off easy cause i aint fuckin around wit this fishing shit, this shit is ill kid. peace!