Bubba was a not-so-beloved pet. It so happens that he was acquired through a chain of unforeseen circumstances; nonetheless, we will remember his orange scales and monotonous life every time we look at the table where he swam in his fake-rock-laiden bowl.
We'll miss you, Bubba. We hope you will swim the endless waters of heaven forever, eating something hopefully more appetizing than the smelly fish-pellets you ate for the two years you were on this Earth.
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| Bubba, you were the most orange fish we ever had. |
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