I met a man and after chatting, we decided to go on a date. It was going to be a lunch date, at my house.
I was excited and nervous, as one is before a first date, and got everything ready…
Alas… it seems we interpreted “date” differently.
I said that things went downhill from there, but I didn’t warn you that I was going to draw the downhill… If you don’t know what I’m talking about, refer to Fish brains (previous post) before continuing.
So this person grabbed one of the goldfish from the bowl …
… and I couldn’t see what happened next because there was fish blood splattered in my eye.
