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This page is a tribute to A Fish Called Krycek. We here at the Temple live to serve the fish. Nothing makes us happier than a day spent in reverent silence, cutting up fresh lobster for our very own Good Boy. Simply put, we think that the fishy is a marvel of nature. Won't you join us in our morning prayer? "His fins are
incandescent, his teeth are pearly white.
This page was last updated on 01/03/98. |