A twat's adventure in fishing

Fishing taught me how much of a TWAT i really can be, when I realized I had to hook live shrimp as bait.

Live shrimp?? WTF? You mean I had to kill it??? ....on the spot? Stab those squirmy bastards with a hook and look at it's dying pepper corn eyes and be like EFF you, i will use you for my benefit.....?

Dude, that's freakin inhumane. I never imagined fishing to be so damn insensitive, but when i saw my brother dip his manhands in the bucket and just snagged a few and hooked them without blinking, I knew it... I was bitch status.

Yes, that's right- bitch status. Girlie hands. I couldn't even hold a freakin shrimp without dropping it because their squirming bodies overpowered my girlie fag hands. It took me almost an hour to overcome my fear. How ashamed I am! Gah!!!

However, I had to show out>>>

Booyah, ho's. How you like them apples.

Fishin isn't my thing, but now it is. MFers are beasts to hold. That's lady fish by the way. -_-

Shrimp, I pwned you. Next up, time to bait killer whales.

.....What can I say, i'm ambitious.