Ok, Here's the mother of all bets so far.

Randy was in NJ doing Inspections and I was down in town working on a
Network job... or were we? Of course not, That would interfere with our
fishing time.

Here's the bet:

First guy to land a Bass 3 pounds of more. the other guy has to call his own
wife and confess that he isn't where he should be, earning money, instead
lied right to her face and went fishing instead. WOW What a doozey!!!

So there was some laughs about the fish teetering on the scale and settling
in at exactly 3#. and off we go. You want to talk about tension! The silence
was thick in the air and everytime a hook was set, time stood still!

We both caught fish, but the best was a little over 2#. and we hit the
launch but there's always that one last cast. I tell randy to hit it!
meaning gun the motor to beach the boat and I pitch to a lily patch next to
the launch while Randy ignored me and worked a big laydown. BAM, I land a
good fish. Get the scale out and there it is, teetering between 2.15 and
3.01 then settles on 3# even and we started laughing our butts off.

Now there's a whole bunch of arguing about technical issues of me saying hit
it, and Randy hearing something totally different, like I quit, or that's it
or I was already on shore, etc....

I didn't hold him to the bet being, I didn't want his BO all over my couch.

That's a manly bet if there ever was one.

Dave V