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Guppied on May 4, 2008.

Do, guppy, guppy! Do, guppy, guppy! Do… guppy, gup!

I flew my gluefish to Bürgerbräukeller, a large beer hall outside of Munich, this week, so they could watch my oatmeal cookies battle it out with the Knights of Schleswig-Holstein-Sonderburg-Glücksburg. The battle didn’t last long, the knights slicing and dicing my perfidious cookies into tiny little crumbs, before feeding them to the waiting derbfine and obolus men. The cookies were dead. Long live the cookies.

My fish were, of course, stuck to things, so I had to unstick them. Gluefish. They stick to things. At least screaming spiders, lethally poisonous though they may be, don’t adhere to anything they touch.

Do, duckie, duckie! Do, duckie, duck… Oh, Lord! Not a quack attack! Not now!!