Tornado weather is a danger for those living in fishbowls. I know danger. I’ve lived danger.
I’ve lived in many different climates. Mostly wet. And before we get any further…let’s clear something up: Fish don’t breathe water. (Don’t say it. Don’t even think it.) I know this. Please don’t make me explain myself.
*Puah Puah Puah*
I know a lot of things. For one, I know living life in a fishbowl isn’t easy. How would you like to have continuous water tremors all day long? Idiots. Very difficult to prepare for.
Or how about the inability to control which side of you everyone sees? My good side; my luscious figurine…? You’d better believe fate is never that good to me. More like being seen through a funhouse mirror. Lumpy this, gimpy that. “Hey there frog leg.” Not cool, man. Whoever invented this condemned capsule was a shark.
A word of advice. NEVER BUY A FISHBOWL. The angles are terrible! – It makes you paranoid. You try living in a glass house.
When they come at you from all directions? Just try spinning in circles. “Oh! Exciting! Maybe they’ll think I’m a sphere!” Uh-uh. I give you one bless-ed word…seasick. You’re amused?
It’s intolerable to be gawked at – the center of everything – and yet utterly forgotten. An adornment to some giant’s home, yet useless and disregarded. Oh I’m not having a pity party. I’m a realist.
Such is life…in a fishbowl.
I’ve lived in many different climates. Mostly wet. And before we get any further…let’s clear something up: Fish don’t breathe water. (Don’t say it. Don’t even think it.) I know this. Please don’t make me explain myself.
*Puah Puah Puah*
I know a lot of things. For one, I know living life in a fishbowl isn’t easy. How would you like to have continuous water tremors all day long? Idiots. Very difficult to prepare for.
Or how about the inability to control which side of you everyone sees? My good side; my luscious figurine…? You’d better believe fate is never that good to me. More like being seen through a funhouse mirror. Lumpy this, gimpy that. “Hey there frog leg.” Not cool, man. Whoever invented this condemned capsule was a shark.
A word of advice. NEVER BUY A FISHBOWL. The angles are terrible! – It makes you paranoid. You try living in a glass house.
When they come at you from all directions? Just try spinning in circles. “Oh! Exciting! Maybe they’ll think I’m a sphere!” Uh-uh. I give you one bless-ed word…seasick. You’re amused?
It’s intolerable to be gawked at – the center of everything – and yet utterly forgotten. An adornment to some giant’s home, yet useless and disregarded. Oh I’m not having a pity party. I’m a realist.
Such is life…in a fishbowl.