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we were out on the town

and we

went to this nice

house, lovely couple, etc.

anyhow, there were 7 or

8 of us and a jug of really

cheap wine

came out and then some

snacks, and then the man

got up and came back with

3 live goldfish and he said,

“watch this!”

and he put them in a large

fish tank

and the next thing I knew

there were 6 or 7 heads

down there glued to the fish tank

including my girlfriend’s

and the soft light from the tank

shone on all the faces

and in all the eyes,

and one of the men went,

“ah!” and one of the girls

went, “oooh!”

some terrible thing was eating the

goldfish.

then somebody said, “look,

there’s just half-a-goldfish

left and he’s still swimming

around!”

I said, “why don’t you fucking

party animals

get up off that rug

and help me finish this

cheap wine?”

12 or 14 eyes turned and looked at

me. then one at a time

the people moved away from

the fish tank and came back and sat

down at the table

again.

then they began a discussion about

the merits of

little literary

magazines.