The flying fish guy is hungry. He decides to take off from the wall and dive into the toilets in the quest of the holy food. Swimming through the sewers eventually gets him to Neuchâtel city center, where he takes delight in the best perch fillets in town. Ignorant of the conventionally accepted wine pairing for this dish because he has been living on a toilet wall for so long, he gets wasted on Bordeaux. "How amazing is wine !", he thought, before going on to a bar and have even more of it until the closing time. Drunk, he takes a walk to the lake and falls into it. Water is quite cold, but he befriends other fishes there who cheer him up.. until he figured out they are perches, and he enjoyed eating their close friends earlier in the evening. However, they were quick to forgive him and invited him to live amongst them. He still goes back to the city from to time in order to get drunk and forget about his guilt. He never ate perch again.
Objekt: Sistine Chapel fresco by Friedrich Dürrenmatt in his WC
