When I was little my brother or I (cant really remember) hooked my dad in his fore arm with a big old poper. Both treble hooks were in him and deep. We had to drive to the dr office and wait about an hour to be seen, which was kinda funny because everybody in the waiting room wanted to see his poper stuck in his arm. My mom met us there about the time they took my dad in the back. I wasn't in room but this is what my dad said happened. As my dad is telling them that he still wants the poper, they crush the boddy part to get it loose from the hooks. Then they tried cutting the hooks with the pliers they had on hand, nothing worked. Finally one of the assistants went to there truck to get some dikes pliers. They were all rusty so they tried to clean them up before proceeding, finally they cut the hooks and pushed them through and were done. Took about three hours. My dad still says the worst part is they destroyed his favorite poper that he had since he was in school.
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Getting hooked up, the hard way!
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I was hooked by a friend on the webbed part of my left hand between my thumb and pointer finger. Had to push that one through and cut the barb. Two years ago, I hooked my youngest brother in the top of the head with a treble hook. He fished the rest of the morning and we went to the Doc on the way home. They injected him with some numbing stuff and pulled it right out.
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