Tag: goldfish

Round and round I go.
I am the Goldfish explorer.

My little robot goldfish runs on really tiny batteries.
They’re like AAAAAAAA or something.

Goldfish piss in the water they live.
Humans allow them to do this.

Isn’t it strange how situations can occur that flash us right back to an earlier experience?
Just yesterday I was trying to fit a tiny cowboy hat on a distinctly unimpressed goldfish and I suddenly thought of our first date.