I was out fishing with my father this past Thursday. According to him, this is the time of the year when “the blue’s start running” and the fishing down at the Inlet is at its best. My dad is 67 and is the youngest of 7 brothers all still living I might add. I remember fishing with my dad at the Coast Gaurd Station when I was 12 him and my Uncle Joe (his brother) would fish till 3 am catching squid with the casting net and trying to time it right so they would get the blue fish chasing the Spot.
Well, I guess it doesn’t matter how old you are, you still rag on your baby brother. My Uncle Joe who is almost 80 years old, lives down at the beach year round. He was bending my dad’s ear with the latest tales of his 34 year old girlfriend (that’s right baby, us donviti’s keep it real even at 78) So at dinner Uncle Joe called my dad a sissy.
AAAAAHHHHHHH, I almost died laughing. I honestly almost fell out of my chair laughing so hard. here is a guy that is so leathery from fishing 20 hours a day, he is starting to hunch over from age now and to the point where you have to be conscious you are walking to fast b/c he can’t keep up, calling my father a sissy. HOLY SHIT that was funny.
But, what makes it funnier is on the ride home from the beach my dad mentioned about 2 or 3 more times that he couldn’t believe, “Your Uncle Joe called me a sissy”. It really bugged the shit out of him. He then went on to explain how he kicked this kid’s ass when he lived on Madison street. How nobody liked to fight him b/c he was a scrapper. It went on for about 20 minutes. My poor dad. Emasculated by his big brother in front of his oldest son. LMAO
What makes it one of the funniest moment of my adult life is this morning at 8am, 2 days later, I got a text message from my dad stating, “I am no sissy”. It still is itching in his craw.
It’s moments like that man, that make life enjoyable. My almost 80 year old Uncle calling his 67 year old brother a sissy.
“you lag you drag”