Well, I went and bought GOB yesterday. I saw him in the tank at Wal-Mart and his mischevious black spots instantly made me think of Franklin, and therefore, GOB.
I got him home, and immediately, he started chasing Tobias around and bugging the snot out of him. Also, GOB can't stop pooping. Every other time I look at him, he's got a poop working its way out.
By this morning, the two had made friends, and I'm pretty sure they're conspiring against me. I set them up in my bathroom, and every time I go in there, they're at the top of the water. As soon as they see me, they DIVE for the bottom, and lay there, resting against the rocks. And then they look at me like they've been naughty and they're afraid they've been caught.
I'm pretty sure they're pissed about being trapped in the tank, and they're trying to figure out how to escape. I'm a little bit afraid of what they're going to do when they get out. I think I might start feeding them more so they get fat and can't get all the way to the top. Just to be safe.
Oh, well. Here's a music video about fishing for your viewing pleasure.
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