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I figured I probably wouldnít get anything but fish out of this and I should probably thaw it in cold water even though Iíd rather use hot to speed things up so I ended up soaking him/it in warm water. Itsí rigid tail hung over a front corner of the sink; the rest immersed diagonally, ugly face in a far corner. I just wanted a look inside it before letting anybody else see it. But that didnít mean I had to look it in the eye while I waited.
A quick check of the lower compartment revealed a looming beer crisis, so I leaped into action- to the package store, with a brief pause at The Office (itís a bar). Billy was there so I didnít stay, but then he tagged along. I guess I kind of feel sorry for him, a little.
O.K., I bought a twelve pack, and I think there were two left barely rolling from side to side and I said no with only two left those are for the driver. Billyís ugly frozen smile wasnít much prettier than my frozen fishís. But my froze fish wasnít fuckiní my ex. I dropped him back at The Office.
So I cracked a cold one and checked out some fish mug shots on Google and ended up learning some things about walking fish and biology and some creepy stuff that I kind of wish I didnít even know but itís probably better to know-
This fish is known as the Christ fish, or Norisha Multitudina, and also, for taste and more itís Encore. It was brought from China in an entrťe. It walks on itsí fins from pond to pond, and ravages the native ecosystem. . If a piece of itsí body is divided without being devoured by a predator, it will form a new fish- like a starfish. Itís exactly like cloning without all the high tech bullshit- and failure. Obviously the Army would perceive an advantage in soldiers whose smithereens become more soldiers. Private interest runs high as well for obvious reasons. It has been said more than once that either Bill Gates or Warren Buffett would kill the other for one of these fish. It can survive a harsh winter in solidly frozen watersÖ
Iíd better check on my fish.
"A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesman and philosophers and divines. With consistency a great soul has simply nothing to do."
- Ralph 'Where's Waldo' Emerson
"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like. And I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve."
- Bilbo Baggins