Once upon a time , there was a magical ,

Once upon a time , there was a magical , jolly goldfish named Bob .

Bob was bestfriends with Marlin, a not so funny clown fish, and decided to go on an adventure with him to find his son, Nemo, who was lost when

Once the divers found out they ran out of fuel they decided they were going to stay for hours and let the fish go or the whole entire boat sink and all the fishes get released into

the humongous pool that they had snuck into. They realized that they would be in huge trouble if live fish got into this strange giant pool. So the divers talked and decided that

live Phish in this giant pool would be totally awesome. All the divers needed to do was get in contact with the band, which proved to be a challenge. They sent emails, left voice

coaches bewildered and stole fishing rods from Wally World. They kind that are so long they reach the store's ceiling. Despite it being a land-locked state. The divers sought Phish

tickets and some brownies (you know, the special ones), sadly the hippie wouldn't sell his goods. Damn hippie, which is kind of funny, considering his dad owns Visa or something.

So I said "Look! Jerry Garcia!" I rolled everything up inside a tapestry which had been laid out on the ground. When the hippie turned around, I'd loaded it in my trunk and was

already gone, so far gone in fact that the hippie didn't even know I'd been there in the first place. My life was so much more fun since I'd learned how to travel at warp ten.