He died of liver cancer, and he never did drink, poor mow.
He was followed by the creatively named 'Charles Darwin' (red-eared teripin) 'Thomas Edison' (his brother) or Eddy & Darr for short. After my the one and only phase of liking science in my life I had two other turtles, named 'Clive Barker' and 'Edgar Alan Poe' after two of many of my favorite authors. Neither authors nor turtles were optimists, as Poe practically invented large parts of horror and gothic literature and Barker wrote books on hell and nightmares... where as the turtles just died.
The turtles where a tad less creative in their morbidity.
This was followed by the sea monkeys 'George Washington' and 'Abraham Lincon'.
I'd had a truly stupid and boring sucker fish that refused to die, its still with me... persisting in its pure vapidity. Its name is Jhohan Sebastian Bach The Fish, and it entertains itself by sucking on the originator and being surprised by the unfortunate result every time. Jhohan will not believe he is not a puffer fish.
Now I have gotten four lively and practically spherical companions for JS Bach The Fish. Four tiny round goldfish that remind me of pop-corn and eye-balls at the same time. They are named after the Threatening Threesome (which is actually four people, now).
In order to distinguish between the actual fish, and the people, they all have the same surname (a family of small lively obese idiotic goldfish). they have been identified by their distinctive markings.
Flower Chickennoodlesoup (the one with a third eye marking and a mustache)
Glinda Chickennoodlesoup (the one with the 'shoes')
Stickyfinger-Sister Chickennoodlesoup (the fully asian one with a talent for spazzing)
Jhonnie Cat Chickenoodlesoup (The fattest)
And of course poor Jhohan Sebastian Bach is sadly at the other side of the tank, sucking his lonesome oxiginator.
Turrah.
Jhonnie Cat
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