Prologue: Rest assured, Charlie and I are carp crazy..., but beautifully so.
Easy now you cow punched, mule dragged, sod worn, gun slinging, leathered old carpalo cowboy. I know these slow times are dang hard on a man. Why, I seen times like these drive a man to hard drinking, wild women and broken rods. Just remember the good times when you were in mud up to your ass, grass in your teeth, hooks in you body and a hog carp bending your rod so deep your balls started cramping. Yea it don't get any better than that.
Have a beer, have a Jack, wipe away those tears and strap on your carp spurs. Better days are just around the corner: Why I bet that 35" bull carp is waiting for your best stuff. Go get'm you old crusty carper.
Epilogue: Seems quite reminiscent of another time where Charlie is Gus.