*Warning: some lobster advocates may find this offensive. Please accept my sincere apologies.
It all began at Michael's Harborside (recommended by the locals as a great seafood joint).
Mike ordered his wildlife whole,
while I opted for a roll.*
Digging in!
Mike loved his wildlife so much he decided to wear a bib of it.
Yaaaay! |
Then, I dared him to eat an eyeball. I know, G-r-o-s-s.
Wah. |
Why are you making me do this. |
Taste-testing!
Ooof. |
The aftermath.
I want my mom! |
In case the lobster advocates are feeling sad and/or enraged, here are some additional wildlife photos to brighten your Wednesday.
*Unintentional poem.
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