Noodling

If you want a good example of how stupid the government can be when it comes to passing laws, take a look at the hideous crime of Noodling—catching catfish with your bare hands.

Here is what you do if you want to break Georgia law and “Noodle” for your dinner tonight:

You and your friends, Bubba and Earl, toss on your swimsuits (or some old cut off blue jeans shorts.) Next you drive Earl’s pickup to the lake (because your pickup has a dead battery and Bubba’s old lady has to use his truck to go to choir practice or the beauty parlor to get her roots done.)

While on the way to the lake, you and the boys get in a “noodling state of mind” by killing a twelve pack of Natural Light (fewer calories,) then upon arrival at the shore you strip off your tee shirts you got at last weekend’s “Monster Truck Rally,” jump in the lake, and proceed to stick your arms and legs into various holes that you find in the bank along the edge of the water.

If you can avoid the alligator snapping turtles and the cottonmouths, there is a good chance that you will find a few large catfish lurking in some of the holes.

The process sounds simple enough to me, although I prefer using a 47’ Hatteras Sportfishing Yacht and a couple of thousand gallons of diesel fuel to catch my dinner.

Are you excited about noodling yet?

You are?

Well, the good news is that as of today, Noodling is a legal form of fishing in the state of Georgia.

What will they think of next?