Hell, Brian, I was too drunk to know.

 

At Least you didn't become a meal for them!

 

Yeah, someone was kind enough to pull me out by my feet. "Out you go, you Yankee sot!"

 

[QUOTE]Originally posted by The Raptor
[B]Yeah, someone was kind enough to pull me out by my feet.

 

Later that night I wandered into a thatched roof mud hut and started drinking Ballantines Scotch with some Japanese tourists who were passing around a bottle, listening to a tape of their leader trying to negotiate in Japanese with a Buenos Aires hooker who only spoke Spanish, and laughing their asses off.

 

[QUOTE]Originally posted by The Raptor
[B]Yeah, someone was kind enough to pull me out by my feet.

 

That was 9 red bellies

 

I am not a Bastid. (What is a Bastid?)

 

Here are some pics. Sorry some are blurry....those damn fish move too fast.

In the pics you can see their dinner....brine shrimp.





Here is a shot of the eel. He never leaves the skull...

 

I think he's just typing his east coast accent. Kinda like "pahk ya cah in Bahstan Gahdans." Bastid. Same thing.