Saturday, March 26, 2005

A Very Funny Joke

An Allison walks into a pet store.

She buys a fish!


7, in case you were wondering. I have 7. Fish. 7 fish. In my room.


Jeannie bought a fish, too. However, she now only has two fish. Because two of her fish died this week. While I was watching them. YOU KNOW WHAT, JUST SHUT UP. I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG. And even if I did, the emotional punishment has taught me a lesson. Ok? Ok? Jeez.

Ahem. Anyway. The fish-naming process (nb. as we were walking out of the store, Jeannie realized she was subliminally compelled to buy a bright red fish because I killed her old bright red fish SHUT UP):

Allison: ok, what are we naming these monstrosities
Jeannie: hahah
Jeannie: im trying to think
Jeannie: FLAME
Jeannie: except then
Jeannie: i will seal his gay status
Allison: how about...RIPPER
Jeannie: ripper>
Jeannie: ?
Allison: sure
Allison: he looks like kind of a ripper
Allison: lol
Allison: so back in the petstore when you said you had a subliminal reason for buying a bright red fish, I was totally about to be like "spirit of the communist party?"
Jeannie: LOL
Jeannie: LOLOL
Jeannie: well, partly, of course
Jeannie: OH
Jeannie: HIs name is Marx
Allison: YES


Blogger Jeannie said...

you didn't do anything wrong, i'm pretty sure im at fault for putting them in nasty containers. and marx is really putting the moves on layla! ;-)

3/27/2005 2:38 AM  
Blogger Coral Clarke said...

Want 2 more?

3/27/2005 11:17 AM  
Anonymous Craig said...

Coral, either you or Dad burned the fins offa MY fishies! He says he didnt do it.

3/28/2005 9:36 PM  

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