If someone close -- or not so close -- to you is suffering from pescicidal tendencies, I heartily recommend the following fintervention (oh HO! Pun obviously intended):
1: Legally purchase -- don't murder -- a whole dead fish. We got ours from
the bargain section of the fish counter. . . which is officially sketch.
the bargain section of the fish counter. . . which is officially sketch.
2: Transfer entire fish to airtight, translucent bag. This step is optional
depending on how much you care about fish stank and how much you
want to freak out the object of your intervention.
3: Attach fish, bagged or unbagged, to a string.
4: Hang fish just shy of eye-level in front of a door frequented by the
potential fish-murderer, preferably one that will not be opened by
someone other than the fish-murderer. Though, come to think of
it, doing otherwise could be really fun too.
5: Name dead fish.
Cleopatro, a brave fish sacrificed for the sake of his underwater brethren |
To ensure that the intervention has been successful, stay within earshot of door. If you hear a scream, shriek, or yelp, rest assured that the subject will not harm fish anytime soon. However, if your ears are met with vicious laughter or audible lip-smacking, you may have bigger problems to deal with.
Note: Four and I are practicing vegetarians, so we suggest taking the above specified actions only in the direst of situations. For less serious instances, this should serve as adequate retribution for troubling behaviors.