If he had a GOOD MAMMA, failing to act like she should have taught him to act. That covers a very wide variety of things. Anyone not knowing and willing to practice these things does not need to be invited to any gathering, much less confined with others on a boat!
Seasick...I am sure I only get invited as to my ability to leave a burley trail.
how about taking some c*nt who's a friend of a friend out,through incompetence be manages to break one of your (game) rods and refuses to even contribute to replacement coz he paid for some gas and his ho made a pie for the trip.
Of course he was all apologetic and agreed it was his responsibility until we were back onshore
My brother went trout fishing with a guy once. My brother landed 3 or 4 trout and then hooked up again. The other guy had caught zilch. When my brother hooked up the guy walked up to him with a pair of scissors and cut his line..... True story...... Strange to say; but he didn't fish with him again..........
270 is a harmonic divisor number[1]
270 is the fourth number that is divisible by its average integer divisor[2]
270 is a practical number, by the second definition
The sum of the coprime counts for the first 29 integers is 270
270 is a sparsely totient number, the largest integer with 72 as its totient
Given 6 elements, there are 270 square permutations[3]
10! has 270 divisors
270 is the smallest positive integer that has divisors ending by digits 1, 2, …, 9.
A long weekend fishing and hunting trip into Doubtful Sound on my boat. Someone pulled out late so a good mate of mine invited a workmate of his along. Bloke seemed OK on the trip down from Christchurch etc and once we got in there I put them all into good hunting spots. I didn't hunt at all, just made sure everyone else had a good crack at the hunting and fishing. My trips are always share direct costs evenly and share all fish/venison evenly.
This bloke shot a couple of deer (in spots I directed him to), completely ignored the pick-up times and radio scheds, meaning other guys were left on the beach getting eaten by sandflies. Not the end of the world but a bit rank.
Got back to Christchurch after the long drive from Manapouri and while we were pulled into where he'd left his car the rest of us were stretching our legs while he got his gear out. He quickly grabbed all of the venison while we weren't looking, put it in his vehicle and drove off without saying a word. He didn't even discuss paying his share of costs so my mate did, took my mate just over a year to get paid back.
Absolute prick, should never be invited on anyone's fishing or hunting trip again.
Can't stand tight arse mofos. Not the guys who are genuinely hard up and upfront about it. I'm talking about the ones that can clearly afford it, but do everything they can to worm their way out of paying their share.
And, if someone said "virtue signalling" on my boat they would go overboard too.
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