Have you ever paid attention to how people pay no attention, ever? Does the notion that folks will simply go through a wall of text uncaringly make you caring enough to go through an actual wall? Of your living room? Or even through uncaring folks? With your fist? Well, you're not alone. Yet. Unfortunately, for you! But don't let those feelings get to you now, stay with me for a while, I guess I'll just write in some more to make this paragraph a bit thicker, as this is the whole point of the conversation. I'm out of clever sentences, but it's not like anyone here is reading it anyway. Right? Well, I know for sure the ones who are indeed around this line would be easily pickable from a crowd because they would include their favorite juice flavor in the comment section. Simple as that! I may also ask a fake request by the end of this text, in order to trick a few speedy gonzaleses. This comic came out of a mass-conversation in a Journal and is one hundred percent based on half a hundred percent facts. There, Whisperclaw damned you, the people who are currently skipping this wall of text, because of your short attention span. So this little scene sprouted in my head, dramatizing the whole thing. I do believe I've captured the fish's spirit (the remainders of it, I mean) quite well. Being a pet is tough! Luckily, it will all be forgotten in a few seconds, according to dubious fish funfacts. It's been a while since I've last drawn in Paint, it's always great fun. No aiming for perfection with pretty brushes, just the good old "telling a story". Well, I think I'm satisfied enough by the length of this, I'll call this a day. If you've read through all of this, would you rather kiss an angry cat or a sleeping shark?

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