Alright here is how it goes. My father comes home from work late one friday night. It was a cool summer night and I had one of my friends over. Well my dad brought home a few beers for them to drink while we went just rite down the road to fish. It was just like any other normal night, we each brought us a chair and our fishing gear. I was not drinking you know just incase, but anyways i was setting next to my friend he and my father had been a little bit tipsy and my friend was dipping snuff. My father and we were all haveing a good time telling past stories. My friend he is terrifid of snakes, and my father just got through telling him the biggest snake he had ever seen was in this particular pound. So naturally my friend was a little paranoid. My friend was setting a little bit too close to the water while he ofcourse was tipsy and I had told him a few times not to lean to far over to spit he will fall in. Well sure enough the next time he did it he leaned too far over and started leaneing further then he grabed the arms of the fold up chair he was in like it was going to save his deer life, and just slow motion kept leaning further and further till finaly a big splash. He went head first with his chair and his fishing pole. I never seen a man so scared in my life and so frantic trying to get out of the pound. Then when he finally got out my father and I where laughing so hard we couldnt stand much less help him out cause it was so deep. When he got out he asked why didnt you help me but I was laughing so hard I couldnt even speak. Then he sat in the truck complaineing it was cold so we had to pack up and leave. Luckly all he hurt was his pride. I guess that's a new way to sober somebody up in a snap.

ok i asked my sister, she is 3 years younger than i, to type a funny fishing story and that is what she wrote. it is so funny to me how she is 20 years old and still does not know how to spell.