...oopsie
the problem with someone being dependant on you is.... when you had to leave town on an emergency business trip straight from work, sometimes there's no way of getting some stand-in help. sometimes there's noone you could ask, because, let's be honest: how would you tell them there's this bloke who lives in your locker?
good thing that Fish doesn't complain. so I got home, gave him his food, told him I'm sorry, I shouldn't have just left him in there like this and held him to my chest for a while, untill he stopped gasping. he's a good Fish, him.
good thing that Fish doesn't complain. so I got home, gave him his food, told him I'm sorry, I shouldn't have just left him in there like this and held him to my chest for a while, untill he stopped gasping. he's a good Fish, him.
posted by MissMadness at 11:18 PM
7 Comments:
Funny. I read this the other day and hod NO clue as to who it was. Welcome back, Miss Madness.
Who is this fish of which you speak? Not the unmentionable one, surely?!
I didn't think my writing was different? thanks, SL, I appreciate it. the first guest gets a cold beer.
the fish is a mix of people I once knew. it's payback time. I do this here and I won't have to do it elsewhere (not unless someone really really begs for it heh heh)
the unmentionable one is a thing of the past and can go fuck himself. I've washed my hands :)
i hope he is a goldfish. xx
hold me to your chest and I'll START gasping, I reckon.
Lovely start, mail you back soon. x x
chloe - nope, but I'll toss him in the water and see how far he can swim ;)
maddog - we don't want to give you a coronary here... just bring enough oxygen, ey ;)
I'll bring enuff oxygen for two, shall I?
x
maddog - *gasps* hehe xx
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