This posting is a tribute to a lost American icon. These signs were recently removed from the building. As a child, over 20 years ago, even before I understood my parents snickers, we drove by this bait shop regularly. Yes, this is the most tacky, redneck name anyone could possibly think of for a bait shop, but you can't find better hillbilly humor. The "Master Baiter" will be missed, but I will never have to explain it's meaning to my children, as I snicker, while we drive past! 
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