Scene: Living Room
Television: The "Whole Fish" episode of "The French Chef"
Me: Wow... it's amazing; that fishmarket lady is talking about fish guts.... except since she's talking in French, it sounds completely elegant.
Roommate: If you don't look at the screen, you have no idea she's up to her wrists in blood.
Fishmarket Lady: *removes backbone of fish, splits it, and then
rolls each side up so that it rests on either side of the fish's head*
Roommate: Gah! DEMONIC FISH!
Me: ...
(seriously; the way the two sides of the fish were rolled, they looked disturbingly like the fishhead had sprouted goat's' horns)
Fishmarket Lady: *removes backbone of another fish, then does some kind of bizarre fish-origami-twisty-foldy thing so that the sides are rolled again and
the tail of the fish is sticking out through its mouth*)
Me: GAAAAH!
Roommate: GAAAAAAH!
Me: It's a warning! To all the other fishes!
Roommate: ZOMG FISH MAFIA! Misbehave, and this could happen to you!
Current Location: |
home: livingroom |
Current Mood: |
scared |
Current Music: |
Julia Child versus Various Fish |