Here's your chance to push him to a higher level of greatness by telling him that doctors deal with such senseless deaths daily. They may nurse one fish back to health for months on one hand and the next day they lose the young person they worked on that morning. It's all up to God, or that big American Standard in the sky. Well, you didn't give fishy a flush, you fed him to the neighborhood cats instead. The more I think about it, you did good with him. There's a reason I don't have kids.
Here's your chance to push him to a higher level of greatness by telling him that doctors deal with such senseless deaths daily. They may nurse one fish back to health for months on one hand and the next day they lose the young person they worked on that morning. It's all up to God, or that big American Standard in the sky. Well, you didn't give fishy a flush, you fed him to the neighborhood cats instead. The more I think about it, you did good with him. There's a reason I don't have kids.
Flushy. Give fishy a flushy. Damn autocorrect.
It's a tongue-twister, even when you write it.
Very clever, casual humor about a casualty is a fun read. I subscribed to your posts only a few short months ago, but I am already a fan. Cheers!
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