Sounds good, bettawolf. One of us can have the actual storefront, the other can handle the breeding and supplying of stock. And Tisia and fightergirl can provide the business.
I'll send you some crowntails and plakats, fighter.
Haha, how is Peaches doing? Still the terror of the tank? (ach, moron, he's at it again!)
My brother worked at a MCDonald's in high school because we literally have one right behind our house (house was here first, they built "fast food" row behind us later on). He smelled sooo bad when he came home from work, like rancid fry oil. My mom wouldn't even let him wash his work clothes with anyone else's because the stench wouldn't come out. Ever since then, the only things I eat at McD's are the pancake breakfast, the fries, and the soft serve sundaes.