Hey Tom:

A couple of my nephews came home from college a couple of weeks ago and have been fishing nonstop on Lake Fork ever since they got home.

We had a pretty good storm one day last week and they had to come in off the lake.
They got to thinking about what to do so they started seining the ditches and mud holes around here and ended up with a pretty good batch of crawfish.

They remembered me and brought me some to purge and boil. I obliged them!
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"Filet that fish? Hell naw! I'll scale him, gut him, fry him up in grease, take him by the head and tail, and play him like a French Harp!" - Uncle Paul sometime in the 60s.