on a cold windy nite on xmas eve i was woken by a roar of a slay i jumped up to see out the window but who santa (scott) in his 4 by 4 slay he came to a halt an jumped with his bag he burst thru my door ran to my tree hung his lures all pretty and colors gallor he ran back out the door grabbing the cookies on his way by jumped in his 4 by 4 slay cracked open a beer and yelled have a good xmas and a great season next yr as ran off with slay coughing an spuddering he raise his beer and said damn i need a tune up next yr 

nice haddock

just my tribute to a nice guy

haha! merry xmas you guys

merry xmas scott ill chat next wk off to minn in morn