The Fish
Here was my text conversation with my son Joshua the other day:
Me: What time do you leave work?
Josh: 5. Why?
Me: Thought we could get a beer.
Josh: I have to bring my fish to the chiropractor.
Me: You're kidding.
Josh: No. For real.
Me: What are you talking about?
Josh: I'll explain later. What time can you meet?
Me: That cannot possibly be explained.
Josh: It is a logical explanation.
We planned to meet. The rest of the afternoon I wondered what would a fish be doing with a chiropractor? Does he stick his hands in the fish bowl? Or does the fish come out?
It was a mystery, until I met Josh after work and he explained. And quite logical it was.

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Nice looking Leopard Plecko fish that has been growing steadily over the past four years to the point where he can no longer live comfortably in my home tank + my wife's visit to the chiropractor where she noticed their very large and well maintained tank + a call to said chiropractor to inquire on whether they adopt good looking fish = an appointment to take my fish to the chiropractor!
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