Yes....I am a horrible person

So we've had two goldfish forever. I mean seriously, aren't they supposed to live like three months or something?

I have been tempted to just "dispose" of them and be done with the mess that is their tank. It's just a small tank but it gets disgusting. And I mean really disgusting. Apparently I am the only one in this house with the knowledge to clean it. Because it's really really hard. Except that it's not hard at all. Just a huge pain in the ass.

Those damn fish don't like being taken out of their disgusting green water and put in nice clean sparkling water. They let me know how they feel by flopping like fools and getting said disgusting green water in my EYES, on my clothes, and all over the place.

Then there are the rocks. I hate the rocks. The rocks are there simply to make me crazy. The rocks get slimy, full of food and poop, and generally hazardous. It can't be healthy to get any of that business splashed up in your face.

Okay, so I got a little irritated today when I saw their tank. The water wasn't even see through. That's probably not sanitary at all, right?

So in my irritation I decided I'm done. I'm done with dealing with these things. I mean they don't even DO anything. So being the horrible person that I am, I flushed them. Yep, told you I was horrible. Except the little shits swam against it and when the dust settled there they were swimming around happily in the freaking toilet bowl. These damn things are indestructible. Of course I felt horrible for trying to flush them so I scooped them out and super, crazy cleaned their tank.

So there you go. I am a horrible person with incredible, indestructible goldfish.