redhead pikie weighing in at 4.5oz.
redhead pikie weighing in at 4.5oz.
Cranky Old Bassturd.
nice job bro very nice
Hey Thanks there buddy.
Cranky Old Bassturd.
Very nice looking plug, it looks fishy
White Water Monty 2.00 (WWM)
Future Long Islander (ASAP)
Thanks Monty I have another for the night crowd I'll post up in a bit.
Cranky Old Bassturd.
4.5 oz?
Now yer in Rip-plugger territory!
Yes Rich but I still think I'm at the small side for him.
Cranky Old Bassturd.
yeah think l0l
His small plugs are 4 oz. or better. mine are like throwing a hopkins to him.
Cranky Old Bassturd.
Amen, Surf. Did ya ever see Roddy in person? Or a pic? The dude is built like Refrigerator Perry. Throwing a 6oz plug for him is like most of us throwing a french fry.
Yeah he is a big boy don't want to mess with him
Cranky Old Bassturd.
You say he looks like William the refrigerator Perry? Does anyone know that Perry loves to fish?
Where is he now, you ask? As William (the Refrigerator) Perry was wont to do with opposing backs, let us turn the question on its head: Where isn't he?
The Fridge is everywhere and inescapable on this vessel, a 29-foot fishing boat which, under normal circumstances, would pass for a fair-sized craft. Those circumstances do not include occupancy by an energetic giant who is monitoring four fishing rods and lumbering periodically across the deck to crack open a fresh can of beer.
On a sultry June afternoon four years after his final football game, the ex-Chicago Bear, ex-Philadelphia Eagle, ex-London Monarch and one-time Super Bowl Shuffler is doing what he most enjoys: "wettin' a hook." Piloting the boat in search of crappie is Perry's father-in-law, Crosby Broadwater, known hereabouts as Mr. B. The Fridge, Mr. B and Mr. B's son Robert co-own a subcontracting company out of Aiken, S.C. The Fridge spends his time bidding on jobs, erecting scaffoldings and laying bricks or cinder blocks. "I like working with blocks the best," he says. "A block just sits more comfortably in my hand."
The Fridge was found laying bricks in Aiken, S.C.
Brian Lanker/SI
He has become extremely handy with the tools of his new trade. Earlier this summer a snake slithered into Perry's view as he angled in a pond. Alertly seizing his bricklayer's level, the Fridge clubbed the serpent to death, then continued fishing.
Today he and Mr. B have chosen to try their luck in Mr. B's "honey hole" on Lake Thurmond, an hour's drive from Aiken. They have been fishing for a quarter hour when, inexplicably, the boat begins to drift. By walking from the bow to the stern, the Fridge has raised the front of the boat a yard or so out of the water, inadvertently weighing anchor. This earns him a rebuke from his father-in-law, a wiry man with a mischievous grin and a competitive streak, a man who has elevated piscatorial trash talk to an art form.
"I ain't jivin' now!" Mr. B exclaims when a fish strikes his line. "You can't believe I got another hit that fast, can you?" If, while backpedaling as he reels in the fish, he happens to step on one of the size-13EE feet of his son-in-law, Mr. B snaps, in lieu of an apology, "Get out the way if you ain't catching no fish!"
http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/200...ashback.perry/
That is way cool bababooy! Haven't heard a reference to the refrigerator in a long time. As for the wood, I'm surprised that so far there are no references to "big wood" in this thread.
Glad to oblige, hooky!
Who's got the biggest wood,
in the S&A neighborhood?
Is is rip plugger,
or some other mother-trucker?
Does surfstix have what it takes,
to measure up the snakes
Who's got the biggest wood of all?