I'm so hungry. The girls of Teetsville are fully engaged in the beautification process with the worthy goal of hitting the local Red Lobster for some serious seafood.
Some people... cough cough (his-holiness) cough cough... may want to avert their eyes in order to not see any talk of blatant animal eating.
There be animal eaters here.
Yeah, we're gonna hork back some of the gentle undersea creatures this evening. We're going to rip them limb from tiny limb and enjoy their seafoody goodness. There will be no mercy, no remorse.
I'll tell you what though - I am sympathetic to the live lobsters in the tank. I don't like to see them in captivity. I don't mind seeing them steaming on a plate next to a baked potato, mind you, but I wouldn't want to be the one who says "Yeah, see that happy guy right there? I'll take him. KILL THAT ONE. Drop him in the scalding water and shock his system real good so I can eat him while he's fresh!"
I feel bad for the guys in the tank. Diminutive inmates, who've really done no wrong.
I sure am hungry! Let's go!!!