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When “her” fish becomes “our” fish… that’s how you know. I hope these guys are together for a million years watching a thousand fish swim through rock-holes and feeling oddly (but endearingly) overblown emotions about it… together.
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roughnightforlulu said:
And when he couldn’t figure out how to set the automatic feeder and they went without food for a week - whose fish were they then, Jim? (Oh, man, we’re gonna be great parents someday.)
jimray said:
When they swim through the hole, they’re “our” fish. When they just float there and poop, they’re “her” fish.
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