I read one of the funniest things just now on FaceBook that I've seen since I joined. One of my friends posted her status, and a mutual friend responded:
Bonnie: Poor Daniel! Two days after his birthday, his fish dies! (No, it wasn't a birthday present. It made it since Christmas. That is a fish record for us!) I guess it is off to find a new fish tomorrow.
Starla: I won a fish one time at a carnival. My mom made me keep it in a recycled cool whip bowl and feed it dry grits. Goldie was a fighter....he/she lived for years. Did you over-pamper your fish with a fish bowl & fish food?
COOL WHIP BOWL? DRY GRITS? I have GOT to meet her mom.
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