I'm sorry I took me like 18 years to clean your bowl. I'm a dick. I'm also sorry that Axl Rose died before I left for tour this summer and I still haven't bought you a new friend. Please don't take that to mean that I think he's replaceable, because I know you were the best of friends and that no one will ever take his place in your little fish heart. But it makes me sad to see you swimming around all by yourself, so one of these days I'll get off my lazy butt and see if I can't find you a suitable new BFF. Maybe this time be a little more careful though and try not to give your new buddy the fish AIDS... frankly, you're lucky that it's only taken your mustache...
All the best,
Joyce
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