Today is all about going for a walk and finding a fish. And if you find it then you can take it home and cook it for your children, if you have any.
So my plan was this, go to the beach and find myself a nice flounder. I put on my jacket and headed to the sand.
I was walking for only 5 minutes when suddenly I stumbled across a great big floundering flounder. I cheered and thanked god for this good fortune. I knelt down and observed the fishy.
My mouth began to water.
"Please do not eat me!" Pleaded the flounder. "I have lost my way and ended up on this shore! Please, won't you toss me back into the sea?"
"Aw come on, I'm hungry! Everyone's gotta kick the bucket at some point!"
"I'm not ready for that! Please don't eat me!"
I ignored the flounder and picked him up by the tail and carried him home. He cried the whole way back.
"Tis not fair! This cannot be my fate! I am an important figure in the flounder community! Fish look up to me!"
"Well tonight you'll be covered in garlic butter and served with mashed potato. That sounds like quite the honour to me! I will be cooking you with respect!"
"Alas, at least I will not end up a Filet-O-Fish."
"Exactly! Thank you for understanding!"