Last long-weekend, I decided to go to SM MegaMall and passed by a pet shop. I looked around and stopped to watch this really colorful fish. The saleslady noticed me, seeing I'm totally amazed while staring at that fish, and asked me if I would like to buy it.
“Of course I will! This is a very rare fish!” I said to the confused saleslady, perhaps thinking I’m on drugs.
The saleslady asked if I ever had a pet fish before; I said no. She carefully scooped the fish out of the water, placed it on a clear plastic bag, handed it to me and I exclaimed, "Whoa, what a nice fucking fish!"
The saleslady said, "Ah, please sir, can you mind your language, there are children here?"
I responded (thinking quickly), "I'm sorry miss, but that's what this fish is called --- a fucking fish!"
"Oh, I'm sorry," said the saleslady. "I didn't know."
I excitedly brought the fish at my boarding house and saw my boardmates. “Hey guys, look at this nice fucking fish!"
"Please Yodz," one of my boardmate said. "Mind your language, can’t you see my friend here? She’s a nun."
"No, you don't understand," I said. "That's what this fish is called, and I bought it. I bought this fucking fish!"
"Hmmm," said the cute nun, stared at the fish and said. "You know, you are correct, this is a fucking fish, can I show it to my friend, he’s outside and he’s a priest"
So the nun took the fish and showed it to the priest.
"Father, take a look at this fucking fish, Mother Superior will love it!"
"My lord, what language!" said the priest.
"No, father," said the nun. "That's what the fish is called---a fucking fish, can’t you see!”
The priest stared at it for a moment and said,
"Hmmm, you know, you fuckers are all right. Mother Superior will love this fucking fish - Yes, we will give this fucking fish to her."
"But I bought that fucking fish!" I protested.
On a second thought, I said, “Yeah I guess, it would be better if you’ll have it, I can’t really take care of it.”
…and that’s the end of the story of my supposed-to-be fucking pet-fish.
“Of course I will! This is a very rare fish!” I said to the confused saleslady, perhaps thinking I’m on drugs.
The saleslady asked if I ever had a pet fish before; I said no. She carefully scooped the fish out of the water, placed it on a clear plastic bag, handed it to me and I exclaimed, "Whoa, what a nice fucking fish!"
The saleslady said, "Ah, please sir, can you mind your language, there are children here?"
I responded (thinking quickly), "I'm sorry miss, but that's what this fish is called --- a fucking fish!"
"Oh, I'm sorry," said the saleslady. "I didn't know."
I excitedly brought the fish at my boarding house and saw my boardmates. “Hey guys, look at this nice fucking fish!"
"Please Yodz," one of my boardmate said. "Mind your language, can’t you see my friend here? She’s a nun."
"No, you don't understand," I said. "That's what this fish is called, and I bought it. I bought this fucking fish!"
"Hmmm," said the cute nun, stared at the fish and said. "You know, you are correct, this is a fucking fish, can I show it to my friend, he’s outside and he’s a priest"
So the nun took the fish and showed it to the priest.
"Father, take a look at this fucking fish, Mother Superior will love it!"
"My lord, what language!" said the priest.
"No, father," said the nun. "That's what the fish is called---a fucking fish, can’t you see!”
The priest stared at it for a moment and said,
"Hmmm, you know, you fuckers are all right. Mother Superior will love this fucking fish - Yes, we will give this fucking fish to her."
"But I bought that fucking fish!" I protested.
On a second thought, I said, “Yeah I guess, it would be better if you’ll have it, I can’t really take care of it.”
…and that’s the end of the story of my supposed-to-be fucking pet-fish.
By the way, here’s the picture of the fish. This is really a Fucking Fish!
Something is wrong with it, look closely!
Something is wrong with it, look closely!
Didn’t see it?
Well, look again.
If you still didn’t see it, I’ll tell you in the comments section.
Well, look again.
If you still didn’t see it, I’ll tell you in the comments section.
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