WHAT SORT OF MAN READS PACO CAMINO?

Lured hook, line and sinker by his untamed eyebrows, perfect mane of run-your-fingers-through-it-hair and casual beach bum threads that say “Jimmy Buffett and Magnum P.I. ain’t got shit on me,” the Paco Camino Man reels in two hotties with his environmentally sexy catch & release program. Angling for a three way, nervous giggles abound trying to handle a slippery foot-long trouser trout that would make Led Zeppelin groupies snap red. Judging by the impressive length of his pole (and custom fishing rod), the Paco Camino Man has a whale of a weekend in store. And that’s no fish story.