I went fishing this morning, but after a short time I ran out of worms…
Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a cottonmouth with a frog in his mouth.
“Frogs are good bass bait,” I thought to myself. Knowing the snake couldn’t bite me
with the frog in his mouth, I grabbed him right behind the head, took the frog, and
put it in my bait bucket. Just then, I realized I had a problem, how was I going to
release the snake without getting bit? So, I grabbed my bottle of Jack Daniels and
poured a little whiskey in its mouth. The snake’s eyes rolled back and he went limp. I
released him into the lake without incident and carried on fishing using the frog. A
little later, I felt a nudge at my foot. There was that same snake with two more frogs in
his mouth. Life is good in the South.
