Blue Goldfish
"Ere mate"

"Who me?"

"Yeah. You. Wanna see the Blue Goldfish?"

How could I refuse? I was short, pipe-cleaner thin and the school git. He was a brick shit-house, stunk of cigarette smoke and wore his school tie with the smallest knot possible.

"Uh... OK, then."

"It's in here," he said, ushering me into the toilets.

"You sure?"

"Uh-huh. You won't believe your eyes kid. There it is, down the bog."

"Where? I can't see..."

> F L U S H <

Oh, how we laughed.

And now, we roll the clock on some thirty years, and my second-born comes home from school in a state of sodden disarray.

"Dad - what's the Blue Goldfish?"

Glad to see bullies maintaining their high standards in these troubled times.
( Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Wed 13 May 2009, 12:46, 2 replies)

so...
Did you see it?
( scoshi pretending to diet since, Wed 13 May 2009, 14:01, closed)

No
But a nice man at work's going to show me later

Can't wait
( Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Wed 13 May 2009, 14:49, closed)