I have come to establish that the bait monkey is alive and well. I have come to know him very well although my wife would not consider him to be my friend. Well maybe a single friend who's always talking you out to the bar on the weekends. I have always considered myself a strong willed person yet I continue to fall for his trickery. Just the other day I decided to go through my plastics. I came to realize that I had over 12 gallon bags of plastics in my boat alone. Does one person need 87 assorted bags of green pumpkin craws,worms,beavers,creatures,tubes, and senkos? I don't know but every time I go to the store it seems like I think that I don't have enough. The little voice on my shoulder always asks the same questions.
What if that's the bait that catches the big one?
What if someone has it for the tournament this weekend and you don't?
Are you willing to risk it?
I always answer the same way.
Your right, I better grab three bags so I don't run out.
So how do you handle the bait monkey?
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