Today we took our children to the fish hatchery. Our son caught two fish which he decided needed to be brought home and used for fertilizer in the backyard. After the ride home of singing songs to the fish and declaring, "I'm touching a real fish!" We arrived home. As we pulled into the driveway our son said, "Fish we have arrived home! No longer will you suffer the indignity of death!"
I am not sure what is saving the already dead fish from the indignity of death, is it that their heads are chopped off, or that they are going to be chopped up further and used as fertilizer in the flower beds. Things to ponder.........
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hahahaha. i kind of just want to spend a day talking to Keith.
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