I got fry, I got fry, yea!!!

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So, this guppy swims into a bar.... but really, I got fry!! (inner english teacher screaming 'I have fry, not I got fry!')

Still mourning the loss of my only two male guppies, I fed the two big fry in their net breeder, wondering when the day would come that they would be big enough to let out without my pictus being able to get them (probably move them in with betta until then since they're both girls) and as I turned my head a little tiny speck caught my eye. It was right on the net stuck in the water tension that's between the glass and the net. Jutting my head forward I realized it was a baby! Swearing quickly as I pushed the net around and praying it wasn't dead I watched it twirl in the water for a moment before swimming off! Letting out a little shriek I pulled open my dresser drawer (I ran out of room in the one little stand drawer I had, so I went through pants, got rid of what didn't fit, and made a fish drawer :rolleyes: )

Then began the great hunt to catch little tiny sliver of fish in the tannin darkened thirty gallon, amidst hungry pictus and three very hungry female guppies, a ball of java moss that loves to get caught in the net, a breeder net that gets in the way and stupid plastic plants that snag the net, short arm whose elbow barely reaches the top of the tank, only a chair that that spins, leans back and has wheels as the only available stool (which I did not use!!!) plus the added bonus of stupid makeshift tank cover of warped plexiglass resting on my arm with the light (that I needed to even be able to see into the tank) threatening to fall in the water, thus almost twice ending my hunt for baby with electrocution for yours truely!

Cursing this little fish as I try desperately to save it I realize, holy crow, there's another one! So after a good five minute chase around driftwood, java moss from hell and hungry mommys I had both the little suckers in the breeder. Then it seemed that the other fry had eaten them! But, after a careful watch I saw that they were still alive.

So, in the last three days I lost both my males but gained two new babies. Go Figure, right?


God, I think I need a new, less dangerous hobby.... hmm, how about rock climbing? Or maybe skydiving....
 
Lol.

The English teacher really shows. :nod:

Try bungee jumping without the cord. That might be on par with fry-keeping.
 
Or maybe wrap the cord around my neck instead of my leg....
 
Yes, but then again I might pee myself before hitting the ground either way, I'm not so great on jumping from great heights. The last thing I want to be found when dead is to have wet my pants, be naked or on the toilet. No being dead and humiliated!!!
 
Your body will excrete those wastes when you die, anyways. It's just a matter of your muscles unclenching. However, your body would splatter on the ground, so who'd now what fluids are from where?
 
So true, and I could live out my fantasy of being able to fly!!! (at least for a little)
 
Or plummet very quickly and thus getting a blood rush that would feel like exhiliration (actually just the sensation of blood collecting in your brain and a slight growing tinge in your left arm, followed by massive pain in your chest and gagging, groaning sounds).
 
I die Horatio! (Well, I'd die a lot faster than Hamlet did, thank god!)
 
It doesn't :p Mostly about the horrible ways to died, but falling from great heights would be perferred to being found electrocuted in a fish tank... especially in my PJs
 
:rofl: :lol: :rofl: :lol: :rofl: :lol:
What can I say... other than congrats on the fry :thumbs: .. and how we all love a light hearted look at death and bodily fluids comming from a squashed corpse :rofl: Funny... but I can't seem to get the image of a dead crispy body , in Pj's, slumped over a fish tank out of my mind!! ;) :crazy: :rofl:
 
Yes, and knowing my fish you'd find me being nibbled on by my pictus, cories and guppies, unless the evil ones get fried too ahahahahaha!!


But here, for the total picture:

Me, short, half an inch less than 5 ft in a white shirt with funny saying on it and hot orange Halloween pants with black spiders and webs on it, standing on tiptoe muttering curses at baby fish next to a tank on dresser, together equally my height, while hitting my head into various knick knacks next to the tank. Then screaming $h!t at random intervals with the occasional F@#K thrown in everytime the light almost falls in the water.


What a joyful time the birth of a baby is! :S
 

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