Did she think that putting a plant in there
and tiny little rocks
(instead of the cool big clear blue rocks we had)
would divert my attention so much
that I would not notice that this fish is
smaller
redder
and has a tiny little tail?
That, my friends, is no Fritz Hundo.
No Fugitsu.
Not even a Chewbacca.
I mean.
Seriously.
I stared at that fish a lot.
And this is not that fish.
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