waiter there's a crab in my soup

One day I was at a seafood restaurant. And I ordered a mussel pot (I can never say that without laughing). Hmm mm mm was it good. I ate it all up in seconds and as I was eating my last mussel my teeth impacted against something hard. "A shell" I thought.

Only it wasn't.

It was a teeny little crab.

I took it home and he soon became my new best friend for life (well after Jen and Yol, so he's my third best friend ever). I call him Jefferson.