True story.
My friend and I were fishing at 3 mile dam on the Blanco River in San Marcos at night. This car drives up and watches us for a while. This fat guy gets out with his fishing rod and a small tackle box and proceeds to walk to us.
My friend and I were sitting in chairs and the guy asks us if we had caught anything. We said no.
I knew something was not right and I stood up out of my chair to face him. I also noticed that his tackle box was making no noise when he was swinging it. Also no hook on his rod.
The guy then proceeds to tell us he lives in the apartments by the Freeway and is looking for some "friends". By this time my friend gets up and we ask him to leave. He walks away and gets in his car but does not drive off.
After about 20 minutes he drives off.
Told my friend I think we just got jacked off to.
We left and immediately told out wives that we needed a hug and a screw.