By bats | August 21, 2012 - 4:09 pm

In this summer of the 30th Olympiad, ship sinkings, bighorn sheep killings, free trips to San Diego and emo ballet performances, Sam Driver and Avery Blackstone have kind of been lost in the mix.  They’ve been fly fishing and wining and dining with Bea O’Boobs, and Avery’s been trying to sweet-talk Ms. O’Boobs into opening the lodge for other fishermen, but way down deep, there’s more.  Oh, so much more!

And damned if Sam is completely clueless.  I’m just a little frightened by Avery’s impersonation of a wall-eyed pike.

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