My wife’s mother, she’s visiting right now and Tuesday night she’s cooking us a carp. It’s a tasty fish, I have nothing against it. But because it’s supposedly filled with impurities, she buys it live. And for three days it’s been swimming up and down in my bathtub. Up... and down... and I hate it. I can’t stand the sight of it. Moving its gills. I haven’t had a bath for three days. I can’t go home until the carp is asleep. If I see it swimming... I’ll kill it.