This morning when I went fishing I figured on catching some little panfish to eat and calling it good so I took a little light spinning rod running some 6 pound test and was planning on just running a bobber and redworms. It was windy and my bobber was bouncing up and down on the waves like Destiny's face on a grindr guy's dong so I pulled the bobber off and started fishing off the bottom, which is what Destiny is, Laura Loomer's beardy little bottom. Laid into a big ol catfish harder than Destiny's grindr dates lay into his face and every time I got the prick worked in he would rip my drag for 25 feet and sit his ass down in the mud like Destiny's mudshark wife and I knew I was fucked. At first I tightened my drag cause I was running it looser than Destiny's buttplug stretched backdoor but in tightening the drag I knew the prick would break my line or break my rod, and there's nothing you can do with a broken rod, just ask Destiny. So I pointed my rod down my line and tried to reel him in but he just broke the line off harder than Destiny's wife broke him off after she cucked him out and left him searching for grindr gay dates. There's no morale to this story. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk, and I do mean coming, eh Destiny?