Crustaceans of the cross

Hello again, gentle readers, did you think we forgot about you? Well, as a matter of fact, I did, sort of. Who can think about blogging when one is spending 10 days in rainy California? When one is spending the holiday season with one's family? When one only has access to an AOL dialup connection?

Everyone had a good time, except for Snippy here, who was steamed alive, before our unsympathetic eyes, in Foodgoat's first actual crabicide. One minute he was a-crawlin' around in the sink ... half an hour later we were using a nutcracker to get inside his tasty legs.

Ya got anything to say, PETA?