
“What’s up Fish?” asked Cloud. “Lookin’, pretty blue for a black fish.”
“The missus dumped me,” sighed Fish.
“Oh dear!” exclaimed Cloud, “any idea why?”
“She says all I talk about is football,” grumbled Fish.
“That’s a shame,” said Cloud.
“Yeah,” mumbled Fish. “I’m glad I was only with her for five seasons.”
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