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Originally Posted by Terry England
Donny, It aint "Elrod's" - it's "Eldred's". The are an old Commercial Fishing family from Placida and they don't cotton to no dag gone Costa del Mar, mauve colored Colombia, Sperry Topsider wear'in pseudo-fisherman. They know real fisherman wear shreadded ball caps, white boots and tee shirts what got some 5200 finger prints and bottom paint splattered on 'em.
So ease in there and sprinkle a dollop of "yes sirs" and "thank you ma'am's" around and you'll get more milage than act'in like you are from New Jersey!
(Just kidd'in Pelican)
You'll do fine - just tell 'em yur from that little fishing village, up the road a bit, that's sam-witched between Cockroach Bay and Bull Frog Creek!
If you need to, follow Conner's lead. He told 'em his mother's maiden name was Eldred and he was their long lost cousin from LA (Lower Alabama). That guy is smooth.
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I'm pretty sure when they see the utilitarian gun ship roll in with her 4 coats of roller applied gelcoat we'll be welcomed with open arms.
Is there a fish house around to fill kill boxes with ice? I'm going to need 3-400 lbs of chips to cover me for the week and I really hate to drag that extra weight weight on the trip down.