Once, when I was a kid, I flushed my pet goldfish down the toilet. Keeping it cooped up in that tiny bowl somehow didn't seem right to me, and I wanted it to be free. Maybe someday finding his goldfish parents. It wasn't until years later that i found out the water from the toilets didn't lead to the sea. (Thats when i got to learn about the sewers and all)
At that moment i thought about what my goldfish would think. Expecting to emerge in the deep blue sea but ending up swimming in deep shit.
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