So the boyfriend bought us a new goldfish on Sunday. Our old one had died a month or so ago, and he'd deemed the grieving process finished. Time for new blood!
Unfortunately, we'd gotten used to not having a fish, it seems. And after putting the new fish in the bowl Sunday, we both completely forgot it existed.
Until this morning, when I found him netting out its corpse.
We're terrible, terrible people.
So RIP No-Name-Fish. Hopefully you've been reincarnated or whatever as something great. Like, say, the mosquito that will inevitably kill me with some new disease, and you can wreak your unholy vengeance that way. Deal?
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Unfortunately, we'd gotten used to not having a fish, it seems. And after putting the new fish in the bowl Sunday, we both completely forgot it existed.
Until this morning, when I found him netting out its corpse.
We're terrible, terrible people.
So RIP No-Name-Fish. Hopefully you've been reincarnated or whatever as something great. Like, say, the mosquito that will inevitably kill me with some new disease, and you can wreak your unholy vengeance that way. Deal?
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