Dojos' holiday dialog
Posted: Tue Dec 10, 2013 4:10 pm
1st male dojo: What do you suppose we'll be getting in our Christmas stockings this year?
Rosy barb: probably several lumps of coal, for digging up Mama's plants again!
1st male dojo: Heck, no! Mama loves us! We'll get something good to eat!
Fathead minnow: Wanna bet?
2nd male dojo: Well, I'm dissatisfied, and I've composed this little ditty to express it!
I'm an eel wannabe,
though there's only one of me --
no one knows just how I feel --
I really want to be an eel!
female dojo:
You're a loach and not an eel --
it's time you started getting real --
Don't try to be what you are not --
Be happy with your lucky lot!
1st male dojo:
I'm a little dojo,
I have lots of mojo.
I get fed every day.
I'm a little dojo,
having lots of mojo --
I'm happy in every way!
female dojo: Now, that's the right attitude. Who wants to be an eel, anyway? Eels are ugly.
2nd male dojo: eels get to shock people! Sounds like fun!
1st male dojo: You're refering to electric eels. They're not popular, at all!
female dojo: Your behavior is already shocking!
1st male dojo: Besides, it's more fun to dig up the plants.
Rosy barb: If you don't quit that, Mama's gonna remove ALL of our plants and you'll have nowhere to hide!
1st male dojo sticks his tongue out.
2nd male dojo: Here comes Mama!
Rosy barb: Alright! Everyone be on your best behavior! Especially YOU, 2nd male dojo!
2nd male dojo: Well, I STILL want to be an EEL!
Zebra danio: Tell you what . . . we'll have Mama put you into a Moray tank.
2nd male dojo: Heck, no! That's saltwater!
female dojo: Then, shut up!
1st male dojo: Mealtime! Don't everybody rush at once -- just US!
2nd male dojo: Ooooh!!! Brine shrimp! Goody, goody!
female dojo: See how lucky we all are? Still want to be an eel?
2nd male dojo is too busy chowing down to even pay attention.
END OF DOJO DIALOGUE
Rosy barb: probably several lumps of coal, for digging up Mama's plants again!
1st male dojo: Heck, no! Mama loves us! We'll get something good to eat!
Fathead minnow: Wanna bet?
2nd male dojo: Well, I'm dissatisfied, and I've composed this little ditty to express it!
I'm an eel wannabe,
though there's only one of me --
no one knows just how I feel --
I really want to be an eel!
female dojo:
You're a loach and not an eel --
it's time you started getting real --
Don't try to be what you are not --
Be happy with your lucky lot!
1st male dojo:
I'm a little dojo,
I have lots of mojo.
I get fed every day.
I'm a little dojo,
having lots of mojo --
I'm happy in every way!
female dojo: Now, that's the right attitude. Who wants to be an eel, anyway? Eels are ugly.
2nd male dojo: eels get to shock people! Sounds like fun!
1st male dojo: You're refering to electric eels. They're not popular, at all!
female dojo: Your behavior is already shocking!
1st male dojo: Besides, it's more fun to dig up the plants.
Rosy barb: If you don't quit that, Mama's gonna remove ALL of our plants and you'll have nowhere to hide!
1st male dojo sticks his tongue out.
2nd male dojo: Here comes Mama!
Rosy barb: Alright! Everyone be on your best behavior! Especially YOU, 2nd male dojo!
2nd male dojo: Well, I STILL want to be an EEL!
Zebra danio: Tell you what . . . we'll have Mama put you into a Moray tank.
2nd male dojo: Heck, no! That's saltwater!
female dojo: Then, shut up!
1st male dojo: Mealtime! Don't everybody rush at once -- just US!
2nd male dojo: Ooooh!!! Brine shrimp! Goody, goody!
female dojo: See how lucky we all are? Still want to be an eel?
2nd male dojo is too busy chowing down to even pay attention.
END OF DOJO DIALOGUE
