Gone Fishing

Mom plopped me down on the floor and introduced me to a singing fish...really, it was a bit strange. Apparently, a couple years ago, my grandfather gave it to my dad because they both thought it was funny as hell. Mom, however, is not such a fan. Nevertheless, she managed to get past that fact and let me play with, sing with, and make out with the singing fish....it was special.

Soon after seeing me hanging with the trout, dad came in and asked me if I wanted to play the "Fish Game." I had no idea what that meant, but I thought that if it had anything to do with a singing trout, I was in! Needless to say, and as you can see, dad grabbed me by my feet and held me upside down and told mom all about how big the fish he caught was, but how she should have seen the one that got away....honestly, I really don't understand either one of them. Dorks. Now, put me down please.