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barrett lake
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Opening day of the first year that the lake was open I was in a boat with my buddy Roger and we are both slinging blades. Roger is not paying attention on his back cast and hooks me through the bottom lip and the up through the top lip pinning my mouth shut at the same time, in the process my glasses go flying in the water. It happened so fast I did not feel a thing until Roger keeps tugging on his rod wondering why he cant cast. He looks back and his eyes are as big as dinner plates and I mumble the best I could " Is it bad?" all he saiz is " Don't Move " and because the bonehead did not pinch his barb we had to pinch the barb while it was in my lips.
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