It’s sandwich day. Every Thursday I bring Pudge the fish a peanut butter sandwich. But today we were out of peanut butter. I asked my sister what to give him, and she said a tuna sandwich! I can’t give Pudge tuna! [whispers] Do you know what tuna is? [yells] It’s FISH! If I gave Pudge tuna, I’d be an abomination. I’m late because I had to go to the store, to get some peanut butter, ‘cause all we have is stinking tuna!
Why is this so important?
Pudge controls the weather.