Now that I’m the new quarterback in Atlanta, no one must know that I train Japanese Bettas and have them fight for my amusement.
Oh, society may shun such dangerous activity. But I cannot resist the beauty and majesty of these noble creatures. Fighting is at the very core of their being! Can’t anyone understand that?
Perhaps I should shut down Ill-Timed Information Aquarium. Maybe…
This is my culture, dammit! It’s part of my Chestnut Hill breeding. Now fight, you wonderful, mysterious fish, FIGHT! Begin your dance of death!