It was a sunny spring day at Lake Utah. The sun shining with no signs of clouds in the sky; a slight cool breeze flowed in the air. Patrick Looney, an old Irish fisherman, was standing with his fishing pole along with his fishing buddies. The man was gazing at the lake with his dark green boonie cap casting a shadow on his eyes. "This is a good spot to fish boys." He told his crew.
One of the fishermen started unpacking their meal while another one was unpacking the equipment. Patrick likes to get straight to business. He walked over to the fisherman who was unpacking the equipment and got his lucky fishing bait. A small zebra print fish shape with two hooks attached to it.
"I'm feeling lucky today." He said as he cast the fishing line to the lake. He sat down on his green folding chair and pulled the bill of his cap down to cover his eyes. He waited for a good long 30 minutes with nothing, not even a nibble. Alas he felt his fishing poll move and surprisingly, he jumped off his chair and started reeling in. “This is a tough one” he said, pulling really hard. One of his fishing buddies came and helped him as he saw Patrick having some trouble. As they pulled, the fish jumped out of the water and Patrick, widening his eyes, was surprised and yelled “I knew I would be lucky!” They continued to pull hard and when the fishing reel got closer and closer to them, they pulled as hard as they could. At last, the fish was on the surface and Patrick was startled by the size of the fish. It was at least 4’3” and was super heavy. The sun reflecting on its body caused the men to put their hands over their eyes.
“Alright fellas, help me move this heavyweight fish onto the truck.” he said as he grabbed the head of the fish. The other men grabbed the fish and started walking towards Patrick’s old Toyota truck. This took about 20 minutes. “How much does this thing weigh?” One of the men asked. “We’ll find out soon enough.” Patrick replied. When they got to the truck, Patrick let go of the fish to open the truck’s tailgate. When he grabbed the fish’s head again he said “Alright boys at the count of three, we’ll lift this thing onto the truck. Ready? One… Two… Three!” With all their might, they lifted the fish. When they got it on the truck, the truck slanted back looking as if it was going to flip backwards. Patrick yelled “JESUS CHRIST!”
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