Ok, so maybe this aint a big fish story, but actually witnessing this was among one of the millions of humerous memories I have of my grampa.
My grampa, my dad, an uncle, my brother and I were all on a camping/fishing trip on a Mississippi River Island off the Missouri bank. We had fished all day, and if memory serves me correctly it was a successful day, and we had all decided to go sit on the bank and spend the rest of the evening relaxing and see if we could reel in anymore fish.
As it was nearing twilight, the music from the radio on a boat could be heard. Hundreds of boats go by a day so we paid no attention, but as the boat got nearer my unlce looks up and says he not too sure, but he thinks those girls on that boat are dancin naked. We all went to attention, and sure enough this boat with 2 very well endowed, nude, dancing ladies starts easing up to the shore towards us. My dad says that yeah theyre naked alright. Now, all this commotion starts beside us and we turn and look and theres my old grampa turning his tackle box over, jerking on his shirt pockets, and lookin under his chair, and my dad asks him what he’s doin….and in a frustrated cussin voice he says….“I left my damned glasses back in the tent!”
Maybe you had to be there but we all bout died laughin at him….and the ladies they cruised right on by.
