Reminds me of the time a guy walked off to the end of the beach on Sandy Neck on Cape Cod. It was about five miles to the end of the beach and he went about half way down. People just couldn't understand it. Why walk when we are into Stripers right here. The guy came back a few hours later dragging a fifty-four pound Striper. A lot of tongues in cheeks that night. A lot of shaking heads.
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