You were a good fish, Michael Phelps. You swam around and around in your bowl, wildly splaying your fins at anyone who came too close, burying your head in the pebbles at the bottom when you were bored, pretending to be a shark when you were hungry.
You were a good fish, Michael Phelps. You kept us company. You were always there, blowing bubbles, when we needed a friendly fin to lean on. You were always there to act surprised when we made a sudden move. You were always there to entertain us with your twitchy antics.
You were a good fish, Michael Phelps. Ernest the Ravenous Nymphomaniac Betta Fish, although you never knew him, was destined to be your friend. Only your dazzling red could rival his enchanting blue, and your gentleness offset his aggressive antics. Mild-mannered Galileo, although weak and sickly, would have been the perfect third Fishketeer. Although I hope that Ernest and Galileo go on to lead long and blissful lives, I hope that you may all meet in the Great Fishbowl in the sky someday and together go on the adventures you didn't have time to lead during your short time on this Earth.
You were a good fish, Michael Phelps. May you rest in peace.
You were a good fish, Michael Phelps. We will miss you.
Michael Phelps the Betta Fish, not Michael Phelps the human. He didn't die, he just went back to SeaWorld.
You were a good fish, Michael Phelps. You kept us company. You were always there, blowing bubbles, when we needed a friendly fin to lean on. You were always there to act surprised when we made a sudden move. You were always there to entertain us with your twitchy antics.
You were a good fish, Michael Phelps. Ernest the Ravenous Nymphomaniac Betta Fish, although you never knew him, was destined to be your friend. Only your dazzling red could rival his enchanting blue, and your gentleness offset his aggressive antics. Mild-mannered Galileo, although weak and sickly, would have been the perfect third Fishketeer. Although I hope that Ernest and Galileo go on to lead long and blissful lives, I hope that you may all meet in the Great Fishbowl in the sky someday and together go on the adventures you didn't have time to lead during your short time on this Earth.
You were a good fish, Michael Phelps. May you rest in peace.
You were a good fish, Michael Phelps. We will miss you.
Michael Phelps the Betta Fish, not Michael Phelps the human. He didn't die, he just went back to SeaWorld.
3 comments:
Remind me to get you to write my obituary. (Forget the 'remind me' bit, I might not be around to do that part of it...)
I do so enjoy your writing. I was trying to think of something witty or pertinent to say but when I saw what my Brother had written I realised that I couldn't say anything more apt.
(How does one respond to such a comment?)
SS and GB, I am once again quite honored that you would think so highly of my writing, if only just a little bit weirded out...
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