From Home Depot. Yes, after a long trip to the Home Improvement utopia of the suburbs, my parents walked in with a suprise for me. The “suprise” is a pillow shaped exactly like a catfish, which, when stood up on its tail, comes up to my chest. It even has little whiskers.
The monstrosity is now sitting on my chair, reading this message over my shoulder. I have determined that my parents are completely, utterly insane.
I would post a picture of this miracle of modern engineering, but, alas, I am without a website. So, if you would like me to e-mail you a picture of it, (or at least its head, the whole thing won’t fit into the frame on my digital camera), then just ask, and I’ll oblige. You can then make it your official mascot, conversation piece, or worst nightmare.
Also, I’m accepting names for the fish. “Fishy” is a working title, and I need better suggestions. So c’mon, I know you’re all curious about this.
Of course, I’m also asking people what my parents’ motivation for buying this thing could be. Kill me now.
When did Home Depot start carrying stuff like this?! I’ve seen stuff like this at Lowe’s (competing chain). Yikes; My father is in that store all the time. Thanks - I’ll call mom and warn her!
Yeah, send me a picture, please.
From your description, ‘Monstrosity’ seems more than appropriate.
Hmmm.
Catfish.
Yup.
It’s what’s gonna be for dinner.
My friends bought me a 3’ long stuffed trout before. I guess they came across it in a discount bin at Kmart or something and thought “Hey, Jophiel would love this!” I presume they used my real name when they thought it, but anyway. I’ve kept it since but it’s pretty much passed down to my son who giggles like mad when you poke it’s head at his belly and make attacking fish noises.
It’s a part of their parental duties to teach you the facts of life. You’re supposed to sleep with it in bed beside you, thereby preparing you for married life.
How old are you…? if you’re well past the age where parents should be giving you stuffed catfish, run for the hills…
Oh and for a name? Um, Fishy Joe?
No wait. how about…Randy and Ready? (Randy for short.)
Yes, i concur. Sleep with it in bed beside you. And listen while it tells you it has a headache. And then dream about finding a mermaid with which to cheat on the catfish…
Not sure what to call your new friend, but my advice would be leave home immediately.
If this isn’t possible, then place your piscine pal in your parents’ bed every night until they gat the message.
Hey! Piscine Pal isn’t too bad a name (for a stuffed fish)
Good God. The thing scared the hell out of me this morning. I set it up on a table next to my bed, and woke up to see a giant, dead fish eye staring at me. <shudder> I threw it across the room for that.
Oh, and I’m 16, for those who are asking. Yes, I believe that counts as too old for stuffed fish. But hey, they thought it was hilarious, so I’ll let em think it, all the way to the funny farm.
