Allen, the fish
RIP Allen. You were a good fish. Jack will miss you. Much like your literary namesakes, you were good friends, if a little weird at times. You were sweet and temperamental for a fish, always trying to jump out of your tank. I should've seen your untimely demise coming all along.
You will be missed. You were my favorite of all three fish. I hope you enjoyed your great ride in the toilet stream, and I was very sad to see you go.
(This is rather joking, but he was my favorite fish. He was very pretty. He didn't die by jumping out of his tank-it looks like he got some sort of large, bloody tumor or something in his head. It looked really painful, actually. I noticed he looked a little weird yesterday, but he seemed fine. I was very surprised to find him dead today.)
You will be missed. You were my favorite of all three fish. I hope you enjoyed your great ride in the toilet stream, and I was very sad to see you go.
(This is rather joking, but he was my favorite fish. He was very pretty. He didn't die by jumping out of his tank-it looks like he got some sort of large, bloody tumor or something in his head. It looked really painful, actually. I noticed he looked a little weird yesterday, but he seemed fine. I was very surprised to find him dead today.)