Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Death of a goldfish

My colleague arrives at the office this morning bearing grim news. Gilbert, his goldfish, has committed suicide by leaping from his bowl.

On the sideboard Gilbert's body lay motionless. “He was,” says my colleague, “all dry and crispy.”

4 comments:

worm said...

I've got a sudden urge to buy some Scampi Fries

Brit said...

Yes, I felt oddly peckish when he told me the news. Fancied something with egg-fried rice.

Gaw said...

I prefer to interpret it as a failed but heroic bid for freedom. But then there may be a lot of that about at the moment. Would wearing a golden armband to show solidarity be in poor taste? Yes, it would.

David said...

Were there chips?