I've got a couple of goldfish. I keep them in a goldfish bowl.
They've been called "One" and "Two" - though I cannot tell them apart.
I called them this because (wait for it): if one dies I've still got two.
OK, groan as much as you like.
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haheheh...that was really cute! Hope you are feeling well Philip!
Okay....you actually made me laugh out loud. I have heard many a fish story, but not his one.
Are you sure you're not kin to my father? In fact, I think I might have to share this groaner with him - it's right down his alley.
I've always wondered how people tell fish apart... I know, not the point of your post, but still!
Hahaha - I'd not heard that particular fishy tale before - truly groanworthy but still amusing. Have a great wekeend.
Big groan Philip! That was funny.
This is one of those stories that will keep me gigling for the rest of the day. Thank you!
I don't often laugh out loud so early in the morning but that was clever. My granddaughter will love it (if I can only remember it long enough to tell her ;)
heee heeee heeee, love it!
Yes, that's the sound of me groaning. But groaning with pleasure.
Caught me on the hook Philip. Well said!
That made me chuckle. :-)
I work in health care, and the other day I encountered a family who had named all their children "John".
It's sort of like Michael Jackson's children - Prince Michael, Prince Michael II, and Paris Michael.
Drink heavily, and you'd end up with four ;-)
Perhaps you could name them Red Fish and Blue Fish (One fish, Two fish, Red Fi...oh skip it).
That was cute, Philip and it made me smile. Thank you for that.
Well, that's amazing!
I didn't understand it myself.
Must be the way I tell 'em.
Thank you all. ;-0)
Thank you forthe laugh! I needed it and I can't wait to share your joke!
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