Fish Are People Too!
Wednesday, May 16th, 2007We took my grandmother to the dentist and there was a fish tank in the waiting room.
There was this scary looking lady standing with her noise pressed up against the glass of the tank and she was saying things like: “These fish can’t possibly be happy!” “How would you like it if you were locked up all your life!?” “How can the people that run this place be so monumentally evil!?”
She had a horrible flaky bald patch on the side of her head, smelled of doodie and thought that the best way to prepare for a dentist’s appointment was to chew thousands of mints (the kind that are almost entirely sugar) with her mouth gaping open.
I think she’s right. We should let the fish go free and put her in a tank.
