I gotta tell ya, being a goldfish is the best! I was just telling Dave — he’s the diver who hangs out by the castle — I can’t believe how lucky I have it here. Food just floats down from the sky — I have no idea where it comes from! But the best part is there’s always something new to see. Like the other day I’m feeling a little restless, so I swim out of the castle to explore and discover — are you ready for this? — another castle! Nobody living there or nothing, just move on in!
(You know, when they told me I could have frozen fish for dinner, I was sort of imagining something a bit more convenient than chasing them all over this frozen pond. You guys don’t have any Mrs. Paul’s?)
I can’t get enough of this fish schtick, Phred’s Mom. (via Reddit)
Greetings. I am an owl. And I am superb. I am a superb owl. But that’s only my opinion, of course. I have been asked by the management of this site to introduce today’s links, which all relate to me in ways I haven’t quite figured out yet. Please enjoy them.
As he delicately crept onto the back of the imposing beast, young Tarquin focused his mind on the words his mentor had said: “If you would command the eel, so too must you respect the eel. To get a feel for the eel takes nerves of steel, a warrior’s zeal, and a trust that’s real to seal the deal. OK, that’s my spiel.”