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General Discussion / **SAFETY ALERT** (comic relief)
« on: March 03, 2014, 12:05:06 PM »
Yesterday, March 3rd, CrappieKiller and I hit Lake Mohawk in search of some of those jumbos and slabs... We did well, no real monsters, but caught some nice crappies, perch, and gills along with quite a few little ones.
During one of the slow stretches, I grabbed my Vexi, got out of the shanty and did a little hole hopping. After a few holes with no marks, I found a hole and got one to chase my tiny jigging rap..Bang, a nice perch. I laid my rod down on the ice and walked over to show Crappie Killer the nice yellow. I put the perch down with the other keepers and returned to the hole. I picked up my rod and noticed that there was some ice buildup on the swim fin of the tiny rap. Doing what any iceman would do, I put the lure in my mouth to melt the ice. Well, as most of you know, the tiny treble on the bottom of those little jigging raps are pretty damn sharp. The treble got hooked on the little piece of skin under my tongue that connects it to the bottom of my mouth. Oh S--t! I unsuccessfully tried to pull it out and nearly got the other two hooks caught in my tongue. Now, picture this...There I am, hands frozen, standing in a near white out with a jigging rap with 5 tiny razor sharp hooks stuck UNDER my tongue. I walk back to the shanty, and in a barely decipherable, pretty much the worst lisp speech impediment voice ever, I say. " Dude, I need help." He zips the door open and looks at me like "Who is this crazy SOB that I decided to go fishing with." I muttered "Just get it out, I don't care what you have to do." The look on his face as he says "Dude, its not good, but I can get it" was priceless. With one sharp pull, he yanked it out and I bled like a stuck pig.(Couldve been from my beverage choices from the night before). Long story short, I was fine, spit blood for an hour or so and caught some more nice fish on that damn rap. I have a nice sore spot under my tongue that I feel every time I talk, drink, etc. Pretty embarrassing story, but, I had to share. **SAFETY ALERT** Under no circumstances, DO NOT put a jigging rapala into your mouth for any reason.
During one of the slow stretches, I grabbed my Vexi, got out of the shanty and did a little hole hopping. After a few holes with no marks, I found a hole and got one to chase my tiny jigging rap..Bang, a nice perch. I laid my rod down on the ice and walked over to show Crappie Killer the nice yellow. I put the perch down with the other keepers and returned to the hole. I picked up my rod and noticed that there was some ice buildup on the swim fin of the tiny rap. Doing what any iceman would do, I put the lure in my mouth to melt the ice. Well, as most of you know, the tiny treble on the bottom of those little jigging raps are pretty damn sharp. The treble got hooked on the little piece of skin under my tongue that connects it to the bottom of my mouth. Oh S--t! I unsuccessfully tried to pull it out and nearly got the other two hooks caught in my tongue. Now, picture this...There I am, hands frozen, standing in a near white out with a jigging rap with 5 tiny razor sharp hooks stuck UNDER my tongue. I walk back to the shanty, and in a barely decipherable, pretty much the worst lisp speech impediment voice ever, I say. " Dude, I need help." He zips the door open and looks at me like "Who is this crazy SOB that I decided to go fishing with." I muttered "Just get it out, I don't care what you have to do." The look on his face as he says "Dude, its not good, but I can get it" was priceless. With one sharp pull, he yanked it out and I bled like a stuck pig.(Couldve been from my beverage choices from the night before). Long story short, I was fine, spit blood for an hour or so and caught some more nice fish on that damn rap. I have a nice sore spot under my tongue that I feel every time I talk, drink, etc. Pretty embarrassing story, but, I had to share. **SAFETY ALERT** Under no circumstances, DO NOT put a jigging rapala into your mouth for any reason.
