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Wednesday, February 05, 2003
Theres this artificial pond that i go to sometimes. In it are a bunch of koi and some turtles, and the occasional frog who wanders in. The other day i went to have a look at the fish there and they were discussing a plan to evolve. They were planning to evolve and walk out of the pond so that they could see what was over the cement walls of the pond they faced everyday. They were getting all excited about it and many bubbles broke on the surface as they babbled on and on. i thought it was a pretty good idea. i told them they could just get me to place a mirror above the pond to see what's around. But they were too excited to even consider that. i wished them luck and left the pond. Yesterday i went back to the pond and all the fishes were dead. Someone had forgotten to switch on the air pump system that provides the fishes their air. Some of them had little feet and toes. They never got the chance to even walk.
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