Screw the gnashing of teeth, mock concern, and “woe is me” populist reaction, we’re being assaulted by air, land, and sea – and it’s about time we exploited the little SOB’s …

… and it could be my new-found bravado comes from the quarter-pound of the perfectly colored dubbing dyed this weekend using leftover cranberry sauce and rust Tintex. I call it “Upper Sacramento Pink” – which I may rethink in light of this burgeoning commercial opportunity.

Think “Rasberry Pink” – the new hotness …

It’s the latest import into the South compliments of container ships in the Gulf of Mexico. The “Rasberry Ant” which goes through stinging Fire Ants akin to crap through a goose, eats bees, and anything else that it doesn’t like.

“This is a species that we do not know much about. Presumably the ant came from the Caribbean through the Port of Houston,” Cook said. “We know the ant is in the Paratrechina genus and is capable of growing a population of billions and they need to eat. They especially like other bugs, like fire ants and honey bees.”

We’ve never shirked from the addition of more Latin in our cocktail conversations, and you can be sure we’ll be singing Mr. Rasberry’s praises once we land a couple dozen fish.

It’s about time we got a robust invasive that offered to improve the fishing rather than coat rocks with slime, mucous, or snail tracks.

Meet the “Port Houston McGinty”

Washing waders may be the height of manliness for some, but I’d rather giggle while watching hordes of voracious trout food spill over the creek banks – sending the available fish into a bloody feeding frenzy…

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