Invited over for a dinner to your woman's friend and her lawyer husband. Getting mighty drunk, on the way back from the toilet to the living room you pass a fish bowl, stop, figure: why should the fish be alone, and not where the party's at? You scoop it up with the half ful wine glass you hold in your hand, get back to the hosts and your woman, hold the glass up, with aquarium water / red wine mix and a gold fish, urge them to toast for ”Fisherman's Friend”, then have a sip. The fish jumps out, bounces on the floor towards the kitchen. Lawyer dude and wife's kid goes nuts, starts to cry.
Fish is OK. It behaved weird for a week, floating to the surface, belly up, then down again, but it's fine now.
Fish is OK. It behaved weird for a week, floating to the surface, belly up, then down again, but it's fine now.
Comment