Got the call about midnight:

Mudhole: Hey, you still on the lake?
Me: Yeh.
Mudhole: We dead in the water. Batterys out of juice.
Me: Where you at?
Mudhole: I don't know.
Me: How far from where I ran into you earlier?
Mudhole: I don't know.
Me: Which direction did you go after I left?
Mudhole: I don't know?
Me: Describe where your at.
Mudhole: We back in the trees but I think we southwest of the launch.
Me: Shine your light around so maybe I can see you.
Mudhole: Ain't got much juice left but I can hear your motor now.
Me: Ok I'm gonna start from where I left you last.
Mudhole: I can hear your motor, think your getting closer.

This goes on for 30 minutes when I see some lights. Run over to investigate. Nope, its 3 other drunk mofos back in the floaton in a jon boat, with paddles.

Me: Ya'll see any other boats back here.
Drunks in jon boat: No man, we too forked up to see anything.
Me: Laugh and take off again.


Me: Look for my ligths, we got plenty of juice.
Mudhole: I think I seen some lights and I can hear your motor.
Me: You gonna have to give me a better desciption of what you see.
Mudhole: I can see the taillights of an airplane, can you see the plane.
Me: I don't see no forkin plane. (Thinking out loud) And unless you boats flying now how the fork is an airplane gonna lead to your broke down ass.
Mudhole: No, its not a plane, I think its the tower by the launch.
Me: Fork, you can see that tower for miles.
Mudhole: We sitting in the open water near the south bank.
Me: Did you go through a trail in some really thick chit to get to there?
Mudhole: I don't know, we were just puttin around. Cut your motor and I'll have Mike yell.
Me: Cut the motor and hear nothing. So we run some more towards the direction I would have gone had I been shitfaced.

After awhile of playing Marko-Polo we finally hear them and get to where they were. Gave them my spare battery and had the lost mofos follow me in to the launch.

Now thats what friends are for .

So, what about the frogs!!! Was it worth it?

I wish you could buy some green flares to keep in the boat for a situation like that.

thats knot goode. alcohall killes brane celles

Two words for ya ... Roman Candels.. unless you use them in the beginning of your drinking because fireworks are cool.

We caught another 25. The area had been picked through pretty good. Nah, Mudhole knows I'll come get him if he's stuck. I carry some of those pencil flares. Cheap insurance.

Poker1.....figured you couldn't wait to tell this story But I blame it all on Bayoupierreboy, it was HIS boat so it was HIS fault! Sides, guess dat kinda makes us even now, time to start over!

Ok Tattoo.

Hey Mudhole...................................

G.P.S!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Had a GPS, but when da motor won't start............

I put the purchace on one of them self contained power pack thangs from the Sears sto ....... done used it 'round the crib severl times awready. Mines is a DieHard brand and so far I'm proud of it !!! Gots a lite built in with a outlet for the Q-Beam or cell phone charger or GPS plug in. Figued this thang would be an excellent addition to the boat as well. Thay even gots them that will invert and run yore AC products as well ...... What will thay thank of next ??

Got the call about midnight:

Mudhole: Hey, you still on the lake?
Me: Yeh.
Mudhole: We dead in the water. Batterys out of juice.
Me: Where you at?
Mudhole: I don't know.
Me: How far from where I ran into you earlier?
Mudhole: I don't know.
Me: Which direction did you go after I left?
Mudhole: I don't know?
Me: Describe where your at.
Mudhole: We back in the trees but I think we southwest of the launch.
Me: Shine your light around so maybe I can see you.
Mudhole: Ain't got much juice left but I can hear your motor now.
Me: Ok I'm gonna start from where I left you last.
Mudhole: I can hear your motor, think your getting closer.

So much for having a GPS.

But he found his mouth with that silver bullet every time...........

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