.......to buy Daleo another shirt.
.......to buy Daleo another shirt.
that was a special shirt, it can never be replaced!!! Im sure it got tender love and care from its new owner
I saw it last night and someone was wearing it.
"That shirt is really sweaty and smelly" said Mike.
"I know that is part of the reason I want it" said Phyllis.
Three hours later Mike returns to the "hospitality" room.
Thanks for taking one for the team there Mikey. Your sacrifices do not go un-noticed.
Buck
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No...THIS thread is perfect WITHOUT pics....trust me on this one Eric.
Buck
Phyllis would be hurt by those words! She was a fine thing, ask Mike, he took the shirt off his back for her!! What a team guy!!!!!!!!!
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So, did Mike "Take one for the team"??
Yes Pat....Mike lost two things this trip. His shirt was one thing.
Buck
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Not sure I really want to know what the other thing is!
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His dignity was the other.
The other thing I lost has to be my memory, because some things just didn't happen the way ole Buck remembers. For example, him bluffing me "All-in". What happened was, he took a bunch of chips on some crappy cards.
I gotta admit, that shirt would never have been any fun to wear after Phyllis eyeballed it on me anyway
It was all in good fun. but that what teammates or for.
Sounds like you guys had a blast.
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Shame us locals missed it. My wife's relatives left a day early and I was going to be able to fish. I fell back to sleep after my alarm went off Saturday morning.
Majek Reaper
Flashed SHO
Anderson Services LLC
" Those who beat their swords into plowshares will plow for those who don't"
How Shallow can you Run?
Can we get a friggin' picture around here or what???
I KNOW it wasn't the famous Triton turtleneck was it???
Doc
Dan Brinegar
Skeeter zx250
250 HPDI
Now Doc, it was 135 degrees down there. And it isn't a turtle neck! But I wouldn't be wearing that dark blue, heavy long sleeve shirt in that heat bro.
Come on Mike...inquiring minds want to know...what was the deal with the shirt?
Bill Gard
Richmond, Indiana
2015 BassCat Caracal/225ProXs
TEAM SHERM'S MARINE
Of course I talk to myself...sometimes I need expert advice.
I thought this was going to die a quiet death.
Okay...I will tell the story.
Mike wears this Gary Yamamoto golf style shirt. We pulled into the hotel on Thursday night to check in and Phyllis (an older lady with a very outgoing personality) is working the desk. We find out that we are on the third floor.Mike looks at the list and figures out that somebody from our group who is not coming is assigned a first floor room. Mike asks Phyllis if we can have that room. Well she thinks we are lying and tells Mike that if he will give her his shirt she will give us the room. I stepped back and sat on the couch in the lobby because it is apparent to me that Phyllis has a "thing" for short fishermen wearing Japanese bait shirts and has no interest in a fat, bald guy wearing a Nike shirt. Mike tells her that the shirt is sweaty and nasty and that he has fished in it all afternoon but she is insisting. At this point I am wishing they would just kiss or something because I know there are some REAL cold brews waiting on me. Ends up she gives us the room and Mike gets to keep his shirt. As we are leaving I mention that we have a poker game set up for Friday night and inquired about getting a place to play. She says she will hook us up with a room and that we have to come talk to her on Friday night.
Friday night after a good, long day of fishing we roll in, shower up and go eat. When we get back I go to the front desk where I find Phyllis. She takes me to the room she has set up for us to play poker and she gets a gander at the Bud Light I am holding and says, "You all cannot bring in your own beer because of our liquor license but you can run tabs at the bar".
Mike D. assigned Mike C. to go talk to Phyllis since Cassell has the ability to talk the right way to people and get things done.After about 5 minutes Cassell returns and says, "we are all set. Phyllis is going to let us in a pair of rooms and move some tables and chairs in, HOWEVER, she said Daleo has to bring her that shirt in PERSON". Well old Daleo bites the bullet, finds his nasty, sweaty shirt and heads to the desk. We all go into the rooms and commence to playing poker, meeting some new folks and having a few drinks.
Two hours later Daleo returns without the shirt. He has a gigantic hicky on his neck and whip marks on his back. There are ligature marks on his wrists and ankles and he is still wearing a leather garter belt with stainless steel studs. The thong he is wearing is a tad crooked but seems to fit loosely. He asks for a beer and sits down and plays poker like nothing is unusual. Joe makes a couple comments about a strange odor and Dave noticed something sticky on the cards. Nobody asked what happened but all I know now is that the next day Mike kept muttering something about "I wonder if they have medicine for this" and "will the holes in my nipples close on their own?".
Thanks Mike. You are a true leader.I hope your doctor can get that butt plug out.
Buck
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