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Sunday, 3 February 2013
Head Space Daily Words...
Bubbles is our goldfish, which is a loose term as he is not actually golden and has resided in our dining room for almost two years. He originally had a companion named Fred, whom he would regularly attack, attempting to bite chunks out of him and generally terrorise his play mate. No doubt, as a result of one of these savage, unprovoked outbursts of violence, Fred met with an untimely watery grave. Following this tragic event, struggling with an extreme sense of isolation, Bubbles lost the sight in his right eye after an altercation with his lighthouse, (see Bubbles pictured below with said lighthouse.) Nowadays, this one eyed cannibalistic 'gold'fish seems content with his own company and is regularly seen mouthing the words 'what you looking at tosser' through the glass of his stately home...
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