Thursday, May 26, 2005

R.I.P.

The record setting catfish died en route to Kansas City yesterday. Gone to the great aquarium in the sky. Cause of death is still unknown, but stress was mentioned. Fish out of water comes to mind.  Wonder if they'll stuff it. Or serve it.  Because there sure isn't a toilet big enough to flush it down.

 

6 comments:

gaboatman said...

That is so sad!  Ummm, Mrs. L, would you please pass me the tartar sauce?  Thanks!  Sam

mosie1944 said...

It was taken from a river.  If they serve it, I certainly don't want any.  Our rivers are virtual sewers.

robbush6 said...

One of them, Tim or the blue, had to die. Somebody always dies en route to Kansas City.

mombzbe said...

They could always leave it on the doorstep of someone they really, really hate.  
Or use it like the fish version of the horse's head from the Godfather.  The 'Codfather.' <ack!  did I just write that?  I need caffeine> :p
Anna

salemslot9 said...

Like I said...eating catfish is not acceptable...still sad:(

shaz19743 said...

Maybe that big ole fish just clicked its ruby slippers together for the final time and mouthed "theres no place like home , theres no place like home " x