A funny story for a dreary Wednesday morning in Va. Beach:
My buddy Dale and I have been fishing Lynnhaven Inlet, chasing the Pups around for ~15 years now, and a lot of our "holes" are near the piers of these multi-million dollar homes. These locations, combined with the fact that we often fish week nights after work (before dinner), and we're both XXL humans, led to an idea.
One afternoon, we hopped in the truck and took a drive through the ritzy neighborhoods, locating one of the houses who's pier we fished near. The following night while out fishing that hole, we called Pizza Hut, giving them the address... telling them, "just come on around back, we're sitting out on the pier... don't worry, we'll treat the driver right".
Well, about 45 minutes later, here comes the Pizza Hut guy. He walks down to the end of the pier as we're pulling up. He's laughing as we slide him a 20.00... and then he's off, jogging through the back yard, getting out of there quick. We ease off the pier, anchor back up, and have a nice hot pizza while yanking pups... don't get much better!![]()


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