Here is the obituary by one of the missionaries:
On this day, the 28th of December Two-thousand and Eight, our beloved Shamuche passed from his mortal existence to the place that all good little Beta fish go when they die. He was a good Beta, loved by all who knew him. His uncanny ability to get angry at himself was much loved by those who associated with his incredible personality. We will all miss him, and cherish his memory forever. Cause of death is Elder Jewell's inability to cleanse his hands from poison. A lightly attended service was held over the commode earlier this morning. All who wish to pay their respects, please observe a moment of silence above your own commode at 10:00 p.m. this evening.
(Charles took good care of Shamuche and cleaned out his bowl every week. This week, Charles had been mixing poison to help the sister missionaries get rid of some bugs in their apartment. After mixing the poison, he cleaned Shamuche's bowl. He's thinking there may have been poison residue on his hands.)
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