A recent conversation with someone who noticed a copy of a CDMOM CD on my desk:
Q: What’s crabcakes.com?
A: Um, I have no idea what crabcakes.com is.
Q: Oh, sorry — crabcock.com.
A: Nope, wrong again.
Q: Oops. What’s crabwalk.com?
And if you’re wondering, yes, I did just post this so I can get all the crustacean-fetish porn hits Google has to offer up.
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Crabcock… is that served with tartar sauce, or is it more of a “dijon mustard” dish?
I can feel a new nickname coming on.
Speaking of crabwalk, I finally figured out what the picture is that is repeated down the lefthand side….a dog’s nose. Right?