To be Frank, (not worth the joke is it) I think the choice of fish to include is the much maligned (s0 would you be?) 'Bottom Dweller' quite distasteful and open to innuendo, but a groovy fish (eddie izzard voice). I will be writing to my M.P. once I can afford the paper after paying for his Castle to be Gold plated and Moet clenaed.... Love 'em ay? They, M.P.'s etc 'have' to steal from us cos they have large houses and so much stuff don't they. Only fair. Anyway, you've gotta be a bit simple, like me, not to realise that the higher up the ladder you go the better the fiddles. Seems obvious to me; organised crime is politics and we have the best organisers don't we? Bless 'em.
We'd go for a sail in my brothers old boat at the dead of nightime.
It is an eerie secluded, dark dalek like place where you'll never hear anyone scream....dun dun dun dun..
shaddup...it's little lake in the lakes district by the boat house which sells little lake district people (not real ones-although some locals are friendly and kind to sheep) to other lake district people to give to their friends from the lake district and, they all look like my dad. beige beige and more waterproof beige and cap and boots and wainwright map (if you don't know what a wainwright map is, don't worry, you'll have an initiation upon arrival). Then when the boat capsizes, due to basking 'Sell-a-field' three headed Porpoises in traditional Thai dress, we can have a ice cream made of Ben and Jerry's seaweed and Kendal mint and onion cake and sail out into the warm night sea and down to the tepid under water pineapple and to sponge bob square pants house,excellent. Or, go for a coffee. I'm easy.