We all have that one Buddy!!

There’s nothing quite like loading up the boat for a day of fishing, only to realize your backseat partner is less of a fishing buddy and more of a floating circus act. You know the type: every cast somehow ends in a tree, a dock post, or mysteriously wrapped around the trolling motor you swore you just raised. Meanwhile, you’re trying to focus on your line, but it’s hard when the soundtrack of the day is a mix of “I’m snagged again!” and “Can you get this out for me?” If patience is a virtue, then fishing with this guy should earn you sainthood.

The real kicker is that while you’re out there working patterns, testing colors, and fine-tuning retrieves, your buddy is inventing new forms of chaos. Somehow, they can throw the same bait you just caught three fish on and not get so much as a nibble. You start to wonder if the fish are laughing along with you—after all, they’ve clearly made a collective decision to boycott his line. Watching him fish is like watching a bad sitcom rerun: predictable, frustrating, and yet, oddly entertaining.

At the end of the day, though, every fishing trip needs its comic relief. Sure, they might not contribute much to the livewell, but they do keep the stories flowing. When you look back, it won’t be the five-pounder you remember as much as the guy who managed to get his crankbait caught in his hoodie—while he was still wearing it. Fishing this buddy might not put more bass in the boat, but it sure guarantees you’ll leave with a smile and a story to tell. Life is definitely an adventure, might as well laugh your way through it! When is Breakfast anyway?