MR. Morticia: I tried making friends with Chompers the Puffer Fish while you were gone tonight but he hates me.
Me: Well, what did you say to him?
MR. Morticia: Nothing. I tapped on the glass and he darted to the far side of the tank.
Me: Duh!! You have to tell him sweet nothings and make kissie fishie lips if you want to make friends with him. Like this -- see how he swims right up to me!!
MR. Morticia: The only way my mouth will come into contact with that fish is if we're out of tuna and I am forced to use his scrawny butt as a sandwich filler.
Me: SHUT UP!! He can hear you. No wonder he doesn't like you. Poor little guy. He is going to need some serious therapy with such a brute for a father.
MR. Morticia: That damn fish isn't the only one in this house who needs therapy!!
2 Comments:
I"m considering buying a Puffer. If Chopper is half as cute as Kuluri, then we could all have a play date together. Mr Morticia has to lighten up.
Angel
If you start the saga of "Fish Diaries" I will have to start calling you the crazy fish lady (you know, like the "crazy cat lady").
Aquarius
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