Hossi Goes Fishing ...
mysteriousness from Hossi:
"Before I stopped eating meat I used to enjoy
fishing. I knew a secret spot - and I won't give you any clues as
to where it is, other than to say that if I did, that would be telling.
There were two old men who also knew the secret spot
I fished at and they had been there forever. One morning I only
noticed them once I had reached the banks of the river. "You
can't fish here no more" said Cletus, "this here's company
land now." Amos said "Hoo-wee looks like he gonna ride
to market on another man's horse!"
Anyhow I selected a fly from the candy shop array
I had laid before me and attached it to my line. Cletus said "Yessir
- I'm goin' sit here and watch you fish."
"Hoo-wee! The neighbours are out but they left
the curtains open and the TV set on!" said Amos.
The line hissed in the breeze and the river swallowed
the sinker with a satisfied gulp. "You ain't never goin' catch
no fish with that manner of technique..." laughed Cletus "all
you gonna do is scare 'em off!"
"Hoo-wee!" said Amos "He's made a
san'wich for the step chillun' with bees instead of honey!"
With practised patience I stood at the banks of the
river. My finger keeping tension on the line was a third ear that
listened keenly to the broadcast from the water. Cletus clicked
his tongue against his teeth. "See, lookit here... nothin'
doin', nothin' doin'." He shook his head mornfully. "Hoo-wee!"
Amos said "The groom's the only man in church!"
I'm not sure why the fish didn't bite that day. As
I set for home I heard Cletus yell "Yessir" from the distance,
continuing "them fishies makes up they own mind who's table
they wind up on."
"Hoo-wee!" answered Amos "You
can't teach paint to roll like smoke!"