My three roommates and I spent our last night together doing guy stuff.
After packing and moving boxes out to the cars, we ate a nice steak dinner together and exchanged things we didn't want. Then we tried a bottle of Xango given to us by a neighbor who was also moving. We used shot glasses since too much of that stuff gives you the runs.
Finally, we sat around watching my Betta fish chase the guppy that I recently bought. (The Guppy originally had his own bowl but since he is mostly black, he blended into the rock background and was not amusing at all.) Dan was the one talked me into tossing him in. We at ice cold, mint pie with whipped cream while we spectated. 10 minutes went by and still no carnage. We all gave up on the action and went to bed sure that the Guppy would be floating in the morning.
I was the first one up the next day for education week and to my surprise. Both fish were casually swimming about on their prospective sides of the tank. The Betta would sneakily try dashing for the guppy every once and a while from behind the bamboo, but the Guppy was always one step ahead. At this point, 3 days later, I truly believe that they are secretly beginning to like each other. It's like the relationship between Wesley and the Dread Pirate Roberts. Every night before they go to sleep the Betta communicates, "Goodnight Guppy. Sleep well. I'll most likely kill you in the morning."
After packing and moving boxes out to the cars, we ate a nice steak dinner together and exchanged things we didn't want. Then we tried a bottle of Xango given to us by a neighbor who was also moving. We used shot glasses since too much of that stuff gives you the runs.
Finally, we sat around watching my Betta fish chase the guppy that I recently bought. (The Guppy originally had his own bowl but since he is mostly black, he blended into the rock background and was not amusing at all.) Dan was the one talked me into tossing him in. We at ice cold, mint pie with whipped cream while we spectated. 10 minutes went by and still no carnage. We all gave up on the action and went to bed sure that the Guppy would be floating in the morning.
I was the first one up the next day for education week and to my surprise. Both fish were casually swimming about on their prospective sides of the tank. The Betta would sneakily try dashing for the guppy every once and a while from behind the bamboo, but the Guppy was always one step ahead. At this point, 3 days later, I truly believe that they are secretly beginning to like each other. It's like the relationship between Wesley and the Dread Pirate Roberts. Every night before they go to sleep the Betta communicates, "Goodnight Guppy. Sleep well. I'll most likely kill you in the morning."
No carnage. Bummer. We always liked showing our Beta the mirror and seeing him run into the glass wall. Speaking of fish...did you hear about Sienna's birthday gift?
ReplyDeleteGREAT use of the Princess Bride line. It fits exactly. Glad you guys could enjoy a little male bonding.
ReplyDeleteDid you know that Grampy bought me a 50 gallon aquarium with a fortune of beautiful fish? I loved them for about eight months,and came out one morning to find them dead or sick with the "ick." We ended up donating the aquarium to the Boys Club.
ReplyDeleteWas that the acquarium that Ken was using downstairs for a while? That is some healthy looking bamboo, Bryan! If you want to bring it up here, I could give it a good home! (or send it with dad in a ziplock with a little water in it:) So who has died at this point-I don't think I got the full memo...
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