koi pokin'

Pat and I went out for lunch today at a place with a koi pond near the entrance. Leaning over into the pool, we noticed the fish eagerly clustering around us and opening and closing their mouths with fervor, apparently awaiting food. Some chick with intelligence equal to that of driftwood poked at the koi and exclaimed excitedly that she hoped one would suck on her finger. I hoped I'd be able to hear her wailing for a Band-Aid soon thereafter.

We fed them crushed croutons on our way out. The koi, that is, not the sexually deprived chick pokin' at the fish.