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| My boat is named Bobba Down.
When I was a Forest Preserve Police Officer, I would work a lake where a bunch of black guys would fish for catfish. They would have their big torpedo bobbers out, with chicken livers on, for bait. They all would be sitting around, and then all of a sudden you would hear, bobba down, bobba down! They would all run down to their rods to see if it was their bobber. I would get a big kick out of watching them run around.
Every time I get a fish on, I yell bobba down!! 
When I shed hunted, who ever found an antler, would yell, bobba down! | |
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