“Anil Barela probably won't be craving seafood anytime soon. That's what happens from swallowing a live fish and getting it caught in your lung.
Barela, 12, inhaled the fish, which the Telegraph described as about 3.5 inches long and "scaly," as part of a youthful prank while standing beside a river in his home state of Madya Pradesh, India. However, instead of sailing to his stomach, the sea creature got caught in his lung.”-(Credit: HuffPost )
This is exactly why I don’t eat sushi. One minute you are eating an uncooked fish. The next minute it’s making a home in the lungs of a boy name Anal. Just crawling up in his lungs and setting up camp. “This looks like a good spot Anal. I think I’ll stay for a while! Thanks for the hospitality!” Fish are so inconsiderate. You want some seafood? No fucking thanks. What’s so good about sushi anyway? How does uncooked fish sound alluring to anyone? Where I come from, meat is cooked until it’s black! None of this raw shit! I’m sick of people telling me to try sushi! Uncooked fish? NEXT! (If you didn’t get my MTV NEXT bus reference I just laid out there….then please see the door!) My point is, this is why I stay the fuck away from seafood. You can’t trust fish. You can never tell if a fish has gone bad. It always smells the same. You know what I mean? Seafood is just not for me. “The kid swallowed a live fish. He didn’t eat sushi. He didn’t eat seafood. He ate a live fish. That is why a live fish is living in him. Did you even read the article?” I read the title and last time I checked that’s good enough. Maybe fish aren’t all bad….underwater anyway. When it boils down to it, and I think about how bad fish are on land, I remember what a good friend of mine once said. “Under the water the fish don’t stink.”