I fucking love catfish. I want nothing more than to only eat catfish. They eat mud and humans. They have giant whiskers and somehow are not related to cats… I am almost 143% sure that they are from space or hell. I think they scream when you look at them. So what do I do? I stick my arms down their mouths. In an attempt to catch them? Huh?
I first heard about noodling where all good humans hear about stupid shit that shouldn’t exist but does, the internet. Apparently, hill billies don’t believe in fishing poles, dynamite, laser guns or hypnotization,which is the only way to hunt in my book. So they take their clothes off, because you don’t want to dirty your coveralls in a muddy crick. You lay on your stomach and crawl on your hands until you stick your arm in a giant catfishes mouth. Then the battle starts. Because people actually die doing this shit. These things can weigh up to 300 pounds. Huh, bad idea when you get that one.
Sooo the next time you go bear hunting … do this
1. find a cave, make sure osama bin laden is not in there he won’t bite your arm
2. crawl on the ground
3. put it in a bears mouth
4. see heaven finally!
Awesome song of the Day# 76
The Living Legends – Nothing Less