Murphy's Law

So when we recently went to the fair...we inevitably got suckered into playing the game where you toss ping pong balls at little tiny bowls and if you get one in you are the lucky owner of a goldfish!!! So we departed the fair with our tiny little plastic bag with one very sad little goldfish. My husband dumped it into an industrial size pickle jar and it didn't seem any worse for wear. A couple of days later he arrived home with a large box...and aquarium and all the accessories including the little fake plants, etc. I never had fish as a child so I am absolutely clueless!!! We then went to the little pet store in town and blew about $40on three more fish....my favorite being the humongous black one with protruding eyeballs...we named him Popeye!!! Well, long story short....the fish purchased from the overpriced pet store have all met an untimely demise...and made a trip into porcelain waters! The one survivor still kicking is the one from the lowly little county fair....go figure!!!