Y'know, I used to live in the same neighborhood as Eldritch Tony back in the day. The thing about Eldritch Tony everybody remembers is he had the wrong number of eyes. It changed based on the day, too, y'know sometimes there’d be more and sometimes less. We’d walk by his place and we’d go “What’s it gonna be today, Tony?” and he’d just waggle his probuscus and gnash his teeth and emit this low humming noise that made people’s dogs throw up. He was a swell guy, good ol’ Eldritch Tony. Shame about what happened to him.
aquariums would get sooo much more money if they stopped making all the plushies just sharks and seals and turtles. you can do better. show me the sturgeon. the coelacanth. the trout
