Sitting on the bed last night switching out some trebles for an upcoming trip.  I went to sit up, not realizing that I had dropped a 110 next to me, and buried 2 hooks through my shorts and into the left butt cheek and the other hook through the sheets and into the mattress.  I can only tell what’s going on by feel as I can’t see.  At this point I am pretty immune to hook sticks but I am literally pinned to the bed, no one else is home, no knife, and the hook cutters are 10 feet away teasing me.  I yanked and pulled but gave up and finished my project.  A few hours later the wife comes home but she’s not going to touch it, so I had to wait another hour for one of the boys to get home.  After a few wire clips, a lot of laughter and pictures, and my inability to coach through 2 failed floss tricks, I convinced them to push the hooks through and I was a free man, none the worse for wear.  The only cost was $100 to keep my wife from posting it on her d**n Facebook.

 

Just curious if I am the only one that has brain fart moments.  Unfortunately, this experience is called a Tuesday in my world.

 

 

                                          

Hope you're feeling ok!

Yeah,  but compared to your's not worth mentioning .

Do I have moron moments? Sure..can I list them? Um not now as I have plans in 2hrs so there's not enough time to cover them.

 

Heres one...this past fall I'm fishing a 1\4oz redeye at my local lake. Using a hop style retrieve and I'm catching bass and white bass at a pretty decent clip. Rip up on the drop feel a thump and lean into a good fish. After fighting only a few minutes I realize this is no bass. Fight it for a solid 5+ minutes and get it close to see its a buffalo hooked in the back. I work it close and grab the line to drag it up on shore...just then the fish surges, bait shoots back like a slingshot and smacks me in the forearm. No big deal ill just pull it out of my shirt and ouch...oh sh#$ its thru my shirt buried in my arm. A bolt cutter snip here and plier yank there and back to fishing with only 5 hook points left.

You win this one hands down!

Yep, I once believed a woman who said, "he's like a brother to me."

I’ve been hooked and had to coach my dad through the braid trick when I was living at home, fun stuff. Took one of my girlfriends friends out fishing last year and somehow forgot my tackle bag ?‍♂️ had to drive all the way back home and then back to the lake again but ended up having a great afternoon.

6 minutes ago, BlakeMolone said:

Also I’m the king of thinking the water is going to be either clear or muddy and being totally wrong and being stuck fishing the wrong baits all day. I’ve since started preparing for both even if I was on the same lake the day before.

The hook stories gimme the heebie-jeebies. 

Note to self: keep hooks out of the bedroom.

?  Have I hooked myself?  Yes many times.  Have I ever hooked myself to a bed…. No.   You win.

 

Glad everything came out okay. 
 

Thanks for NOT posting pictures.

I was removing old line from all my reels a couple weeks ago, and instead of using scissors to remove a crankbait, I tried to snap the link by ripping it off.  Jabbed myself in the finger pretty good.  Oh and there was the time I tried to remove weeds from my buzzbait by flicking it, and stabbed myself through the nail.  That was unpleasant.

52 minutes ago, ironbjorn said:

Yep, I once believed a woman who said, "he's like a brother to me."

Ha....been there bud

Try getting hooked in the eye?

No, I can't beat that one.

I have many I could share but they'd disappoint in comparison. 

The only bed my trebles will see are my truck's bed. Lures in the bedroom is carrying the passion too far.? Not judging.

Why I have crushed and or grind off ALL barbs.............. If I can not keep the line tight enough ?  The fish should win !!

I plead the 5th.

28 minutes ago, N Florida Mike said:

Try getting hooked in the eye?

Ouch…sounds like a case of would you rather.

 

31 minutes ago, GreenPig said:

The only bed my trebles will see are my truck's bed. Lures in the bedroom is carrying the passion too far.? Not judging.

Right…it was my There’s Something About Mary, Franks & Beans moment.  My son had to call in his girlfriend before he would help me out.  The joy of having 5 boys…my wife doesn’t stand a chance with our humor.

 

I’ll get him back.  He’s a teenager…they do stupid stuff all the time.

2 hours ago, RDB said:

The only cost was $100 to keep my wife from posting it on her d**n Facebook.

 

My wife would have taken the $100 & still put it on Facebook!

 

12 minutes ago, Catt said:

 

My wife would have taken the $100 & still put it on Facebook!

 

 

My wife asked what was so funny so I let her read it, she smiled & said it would have cost me more than $100.

This is my dumbest story. My motor knocked off once on the water. I had my dad with me. We checked the battery connections and still nothing. I got a tow back to the dock from another boat in the area, loaded up and went home. I read up online and decided maybe the oil injection had malfunctioned. I let it sit for about 6 months because I didn't have the money to get it fixed. My dad called me up one day and said "Go check the kill switch". That was it. Sadly, I'm a pretty decent mechanic, myself. I got that way daily driving a '66 Mustang. So it should have occurred to me to check the free and cheap things first.

 

Your story's better though.

I've had so many it would be hard to pick one!

34 minutes ago, volzfan59 said:

I've had so many it would be hard to pick one!

Story of my life, man.