Joe plus I started fishing together more than 2 years ago, when I was dating his sibling.
That relationship did not labor out, unluckyly, however even after the breakup I reMEd close with Joe.
I believe he plus I got along better than I ever did with his sibling, but once or twice a month Joe plus I go fishing together. My buddy and I don’t hang out other than that; Last time my buddy and I fished together, my buddy and I took Joe’s fishing boat out into the Gulf to try our hand at athletic activity fishing. Sport fish are the absolutely sizable ones! My buddy and I didn’t find any marlin or redfin tuna, however my buddy and I did come across a big package of cannabis bobbing in the waves. I didn’t know what it was at first, just a perfect cube about two feet across, wrapped in plastic. It wasn’t until I hooked it with the gaff plus brought it on board I realized that it was a compressed brick of marijuana. This is how cannabis is smuggled into the country, plus for such a small brick it was remarkably heavy. Joe told me to throw the cannabis back in the water, but I argued against that. I smoke a lot of cannabis, plus I knew this would keep me high for years to come. There must have been forty or fifty pounds of cannabis in this brick! I told Joe that my buddy and I could sell a few pounds of it plus make a little money, but he didn’t want anything to do with illegal cannabis, especially since it absolutely came from one of the cartels.