That improvised moment when your imaginary kid’s goldfish die so you become MacGyver, remove the fish, replace them with carrots and pray they don’t notice…

4 thoughts on “That improvised moment when your imaginary kid’s goldfish die so you become MacGyver, remove the fish, replace them with carrots and pray they don’t notice…”

1. Bill Y, this should clinch your title as imaginary parent of the year!

   1. In my head, I win that every year!

2. This actually strikes me as pretty un-sell-fish.

   1. Where there’s a gill, there’s a way.

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