10-18-2009, 10:22 PM
[cool][#0000ff]Good brother Wildcat94 has been a devout holy tooner. But, he has been so impressed with the shining example I have set, he decided to convert to tubeology. We took care of the baptism and confirmation this morning at the Church of the 7th Day Angler...Willard Bay South Marina chapel.
Bryce had studied his assigned lessons well, and was fully prepared physically, spiritually and with a new Fat Cat tube. Baptism...by complete immersion from the waist down...was accomplished at about 8 AM. Temperature of the "holy water" was 54 at the beginning of services and had warmed a couple of degrees at the conclusion of worship.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]We were blessed with only light breezes, but they kept changing direction so that we never knew how far we should wander from the vestibule (channel). I did not think it advisable to burden a new convert to such a harsh lesson as having to fight back to the ramp against a fearsome gale.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Bryce did stay closer, while I wandered further down the dikes north of the channel entrance. It was well that he did, for verily he did feel the strain of using muscles he had not been using...even in his regular football workouts. His faith and his kitty catching skills enabled him to add a few "converts" to his basket, in spite of limited mobility.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]I was guided to move upon the waters unto a favored lair of heathen catfish. There I set about exacting a severe toll upon them. I enticed several to accept the offerings of minnows and pierced their mouths with sharp hooks. I then broke away their fearsome spines and confined them to my basket. I did not chastise any wipers or walleyes, but I was able to fool a couple of catfish into becoming impaled upon the white plastic lures with which I had been trying to summon the other species.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Several cats were deemed more worthy than the others and were simply admonished and then released to rejoin their righteous brethren and sistern. Eight were found to be unworthy of release and were shackled until their eventual dismemberment at the cleaning station. Sadly, they are not likely to profit by the lessons to be learned.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]At the conclusion of services, the new tuber pronounced that he was happy to have made the conversion and that he was most happy with his newfound religion...tubeology. Let us hope he attends services regularly and helps in the ridding of unworthy fishes from as many waters as possible.[/#0000ff]
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Bryce had studied his assigned lessons well, and was fully prepared physically, spiritually and with a new Fat Cat tube. Baptism...by complete immersion from the waist down...was accomplished at about 8 AM. Temperature of the "holy water" was 54 at the beginning of services and had warmed a couple of degrees at the conclusion of worship.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]We were blessed with only light breezes, but they kept changing direction so that we never knew how far we should wander from the vestibule (channel). I did not think it advisable to burden a new convert to such a harsh lesson as having to fight back to the ramp against a fearsome gale.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Bryce did stay closer, while I wandered further down the dikes north of the channel entrance. It was well that he did, for verily he did feel the strain of using muscles he had not been using...even in his regular football workouts. His faith and his kitty catching skills enabled him to add a few "converts" to his basket, in spite of limited mobility.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]I was guided to move upon the waters unto a favored lair of heathen catfish. There I set about exacting a severe toll upon them. I enticed several to accept the offerings of minnows and pierced their mouths with sharp hooks. I then broke away their fearsome spines and confined them to my basket. I did not chastise any wipers or walleyes, but I was able to fool a couple of catfish into becoming impaled upon the white plastic lures with which I had been trying to summon the other species.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Several cats were deemed more worthy than the others and were simply admonished and then released to rejoin their righteous brethren and sistern. Eight were found to be unworthy of release and were shackled until their eventual dismemberment at the cleaning station. Sadly, they are not likely to profit by the lessons to be learned.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]At the conclusion of services, the new tuber pronounced that he was happy to have made the conversion and that he was most happy with his newfound religion...tubeology. Let us hope he attends services regularly and helps in the ridding of unworthy fishes from as many waters as possible.[/#0000ff]
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