"I GRATED MY PENIS FOR YOU, AND THIS IS WHAT YOU GIVE ME? THEN I WASHED THE GRATER IMMEDIATELY FOLLOWING USE. I DID THAT BECAUSE I KNOW YOU DON'T LIKE IT WHEN I ALLOW THE LITTLE FLESH CHUNKS AND STUFF TO DRY UP AND NEED REHYDRATING BEFORE THEY CAN EASILY BE REMOVED FROM THE SHARP-EDGED LITTLE GRATER HOLES. I DID THIS FOR THE GOOD OF THE GRATER, AND YOUR PEACE OF MIND, AND THIS IS WHAT I GET?
WHAT THE HELL IS IT ANYWAY? AM I SUPPOSED SOME POWERS OF DIVINATION OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT? DON'T GET ME WRONG, I DON'T MEAN THIS IN A NEGATIVE WAY! I JUST DON'T KNOW WHAT WE MIGHT NAME IT. IS IT A HE OR A SHE? IS HE/SHE A TROUT, A MACKERAL, A SWORDFISH? (I don't really think he/she is a swordfish, it's just that I can't tell from the picture. My guess is that he/she is a perch... am I right? Huh? Yeh, that's what I thought.)
The other thing is this... it dawned on me that you might be fucking that fish as opposed to giving birth to it. Let me know pretty quick so I can pick you up some douche on my way home from work, or get one of those books of baby names. See you when I get home... love you sweetie.
