Or drunk posting.
Anyway, back about 1963 or so, I was sent to my Grandparent's home to spend a Summer.
It was supposed to be an education in the arts of survival, living off the earth, and how to be a man.
My grandfather being a crusty old bugger, had no time for me or city born types, and made it clear I wasn't to interfere with his favorite past time of catching fish.
I mean this guy was rude, miss a bite, miss a bobber going down, and you might as well pack it up if he didn't use you for bait.

And speaking of bait, he used something called "stink bait" for catching catfish, this stuff smelled like old socks melted into a dead dog that had been hit by the garbage truck.

So anyway, one fine (hotter than heck) morning he ask if I'm ready to fish, me being the puppy I was just jumped out of bed and was ready before he even finished his coffee.
So out we went, he was already 5 beer down, peeved at the world, and ready just to hit the bar, but knowing I was wanting to fish, was kind enough to let me drive his truck down to a "crick" (which is about half the size of a creek).

He sits down, pops a brew, and proceeds to show me how to plaster stink bait on my trebble hook, tells me where to throw it in this crick that's narrower than my bathtub back home (and dirtier than a sewer), and tells me to shaddup and wait.

Not Thirty seconds later, my line goes spastic!
I'm in heaven!
I'm going to earn his repect!
My catch will make the local paper!

I pull out a catfish about 10 inches long that just makes me ready for an apperance on the Wide World of Sports, I mean I could hear the announcer...
My grandpa took one look and said "Hell boy, I've caught bigger bait".
My heart sunk, my dreams of vindication died, and my attitude changed.

Funny thing is when I got back home, my dad said yeah he's a 24 Karat ***, but you'll never settle for less than the best you can do, and you'll sure as hell never let him down.

That mean old Btard lived enough years he taught me not to depend on any one but myself, have a firm fist, always love and depend on your wife, and never doubt yourself.

RIP RL, you mean old man, you taught me life as it is.

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Hold my beer and watch this!

They call that, "tough love" nowadays.

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"Life is short, hunt hard"