(CATCH my next album! Hur hur hur.)
Just to distinguish him from his musical counterpart, Ritchie is spelled with a T, so any likeness is purely coincidental. As you can see, he is wearing a blazer, because he dresses to impress, but he also likes to party, henceforth the reason why he has a ball of string to play with. His mustache is kept very nicely, but it is disputed where he got such nice facial hair since his father was an elephant and his mother a narwhal, both unable to wear hair very well. I was sure to put his bowl of water out because there's not nearly enough in the ocean. Too much salt.
Oh yeah, and he's a salmon, which is my favorite. This calls for an "omnomnom", but I will be bitten in the butt for my meal because of the mercury that will help the fallen fish serve me my comeuppance. The bedtime stories on the sea kitten websites reference this mercury thing and even though they are only two pages, they are scarring. Sure, PETA, to make something worthwhile, we have to traumatize children! Yeah!
Maybe that's the point. I think it's called propaganda.
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