Five years ago today I kissed the woman who would become my wife, for the first time. Myself, Jordan and a lovely little redhead named Gillian had spent the evening at the only Irish bar in La Paz, Mexico (the only Irish bar in all of Mexico for all I know) I cant remember if we drank green beer, but the drinks were flowing throughout the night. After several hours I was well fueled up on liquid courage, but it took me until the very end of the night before I made my move. The luck of the Irish must have been with me that night though, because when I kissed her, she actually kissed my back!
So your Fishing Fury tip of the day: At the end of the night, find the most beautiful girl you can and kiss her. You never know what will happen next.