Fish-Bro

It's that time of week again. I signed up for another Theme Thursday. Today's topic was FISH. I linked the list in case you want to check out all the other posts on this theme. Such a generic topic. Ok, I read the topic and immediately wrote this. Took me 15 minutes. I know...it shows.

The Army has a motto of “Leave No Soldier Behind”. The school system has an edict of “No child left behind”. So what of evolution? They don’t seem to. I’m an only child and I’m pretty sure I’d have a brother if it weren’t for evolution leaving him behind. I’m pretty sure he’s still a fish. Why couldn’t evolution have just pushed him a little harder? Land isn’t that bad! It’s expensive but it’s not bad. Ok, don’t count Detroit…that’s just a fringe negative blot on land’s nearly perfect record.

But what fish would my brother be? Would I be able to find him and hug him as this person found theirs?

You know, based on what people think of my blog, they probably think my fish-bro probably has a big mouth. He probably talked his way right out of Evolution High and got set back.

But I don’t blabber at the mouth in real life. I just do it on my blog. So that cannot be him. So how do I find him? If I hung around the ocean more, do you think he would find me? Perhaps come crawling right up after recognizing my nonsensicalness?

No, I think perhaps that is unlikely. Perhaps he was unable to evolve onto land. Perhaps he’s trapped in some aquarium somewhere? That would be terrible. I’d never find him there.

I’m going to just have to chance it and hope that wasn’t the real case. No, I’d have to look at my own characteristics and determine from that just who my fish-bro is. I’m quite a slacker and like to avoid work at all costs. Perhaps fish-bro was wiser than I and knew evolving onto land would inevitably mean getting a job.

No, while this particular fish is a Lazy Fish because it hardly ever moves at all, I just don’t think that was fish-bro’s real intention. I know that I’m fairly clever and quite prankish and playful. I also like the attention. And I think I’ve figured out who fish-bro is

Yes, it all makes sense now. Too smart for his own good. Too lazy to evolve. To prankish to be any other fish than a Dolphin and too attention seeking to not get lured into a lucrative Hollywood TV show deal. It’s my fish-bro…flipper! And I knew this to be true because I used to go around mimicking his sounds to my rolling-eyes-in-disgust friends.

Flipper, I’m sorry bro that I wasn’t as smart as you and chose to evolve. It wish we could have hung out together…tell some fishing tales.