[Double Z]

Decided to escape the heat by picking the kids up after school and heading to Zooport to fish the bay. Long story short, I then decided to escape the zoo and headed outside. We were making drifts off Corona Del Mar. We had three lines out the back on the drift when here he comes. Some buttmunch came cruising right up the stern and no shit says, "can I have a live bait?" I'm looking at this guy think'n,"my .45 is 8 short steps away." I was is total disbelief. I tell him I have lines out and point to them. He asks me again. At this point, even my son's are floored. He finally pulls his head from his ass and wipes off the pooh to see my lines. As he pulled away, he of course props one. No biggie, I let his drive bearings have a little feast and then cut it off. What a joke. I can't wait till summer. Then I won't have to worry about my son's getting their homework done.

On the lighter side, after all our screwing off, we managed a couple bass and two mackies I could have used my last shark trip. Beat the crap out of sitting at home. Only used 3 gallons in the boat.