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What is the Fish Club? Those fond of internet relay chat may refer to the fish club as a large trout. The folks at Subways will call it a sandwich. It is neither. Take a dark alley, find a door midway in. Traverse a dark, smoke-filled hallway and you're there. Salmon, halibut, swordfish. Whatever you desire. Remember though, you may find the fish club, but that doesn't mean that you're accepted there. Initiation is not for the weak. I can say no more about it, other than to caution you on one fine point of interest. Crustaceans need not apply.
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At long last, my search was over. Protruding from the oceanic depths like the last cocktail sausage after a particularly unsuccessful party was the one and only club of the fish. Gingerly I lifted it and turned to whence I came, but the scales grated along my flesh nastily and I dropped it, sending it squirming back into the blue. It wasn't until I got home that I was to find out that it was not actually a club, but a rather inferior specimen of catfish. Lancelot slapped me on the back and said, “better luck next time, eh?” *******.
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The Fish Club
I’m not sure if I can tell you about how I found the Fish Club. It’s sort of a secret, you see. We’re really not supposed to say anything about it at all. That’s the first of the three rules, you know; “Do not talk about Fish Club.” The second rule of Fish Club is also “Do not talk about Fish Club.” (I’m almost certain I’ve heard that somewhere before, but I can’t recall where...) What’s the third rule, you ask? The third rule is, “If the fish is three or more days old, always use protection.”
I’m not sure if I can tell you about how I found the Fish Club. It’s sort of a secret, you see. We’re really not supposed to say anything about it at all. That’s the first of the three rules, you know; “Do not talk about Fish Club.” The second rule of Fish Club is also “Do not talk about Fish Club.” (I’m almost certain I’ve heard that somewhere before, but I can’t recall where...) What’s the third rule, you ask? The third rule is, “If the fish is three or more days old, always use protection.”
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The Fish Club? Oh, yes, the Fish Club. That worn down tavern I found just off the beaten path of the beaten path. I was trying to find the Fish Tub, a brothel featuring the use of, well, fish. The directions the drunkard gave me, however, took me straight to this tavern. You could smell the stale beer well before you came to the place. Quite a stench. The paint was peeling, the windows were covered with boards, and the neon sign was half burnt out with only F, L, U, and B left lit. I hope not to return.
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The concrete drags me down. I hold my breath as long as I can, but it is no use. The pounding force of the ocean crushes upon me. I can feel my body begin to compact under the countless gallons of salt_water. I look upward. Despite the darkness and murky water, I can still see the shadowy figures on the pier. My ribs can no longer hold themselves, and my body crumbles. Pain shoots through my flesh, as my bones are crushed. The immense pressure causes my head to spin, as I slowly fade away. Welcome to the Fish Club.
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FISH Club Meeting
"It's OK, There is no need to be embarrassed, everyone here is battling FISH."
"Hello my name is Greg and I have really bad breath."
"Hi Greg", the group unenthusiastically responds.
"Now Greg you need to be honest with us."
Greg sighs, "OK I have foul and insanely strong halitosis.
The group leader nods. "How long have you and those around you had to deal with your FISH?"
"Well, it probably started with my childhood fear of toothbrushes. That, and my recent intense cravings for limburger cheese and ludafisk sandwiches with onions and kimchi haven't helped any."
"It's OK, There is no need to be embarrassed, everyone here is battling FISH."
"Hello my name is Greg and I have really bad breath."
"Hi Greg", the group unenthusiastically responds.
"Now Greg you need to be honest with us."
Greg sighs, "OK I have foul and insanely strong halitosis.
The group leader nods. "How long have you and those around you had to deal with your FISH?"
"Well, it probably started with my childhood fear of toothbrushes. That, and my recent intense cravings for limburger cheese and ludafisk sandwiches with onions and kimchi haven't helped any."
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