Oh, and by adding 'fish' at the end.
You know how it is. You're peacefully walking along a quiet road, minding your own business, the imaginary bodycount reaching apocalyptic proportions as you indulge in various fantasies... the usual thing. When you come across a gigantic rock in the street.
It barely registers as you blithely walk past. Who cares about a massive boulder in real life when you're flying around with laser eyes and that guy who stole your sweets when you were 10 years old is begging for his life in your imagination.
And then, just as your imaginary laser eyes are about to carefully remove yet another limb, the giant rock comes to life and eats you.
I have no idea how it deals with the Lionfish's poisonous spines!
"Strange", you say to yourself as you're swallowed whole. You realise that you should have paid a lot more attention to that peculiar rock in the road.
Since you are no longer able to in real life, your imaginary self slaps itself on the forehead and sighs heavily.