The funty story. By funty. Part 3.

So when the cutie wutie crabby wabby was about to recall his thought, his master came up to the tank and said, "Oh My this CutIe WuTIe CraBby WaBby of mine is SO EXTREMELY small, tiny, MICROSCOPIC, that it SURE will NOT WORTH 15 FREAKIN' BUCKS, if you ask me! Why on mother earth did i bother to purchase it from the petshop for 30 BUCKS anyway, IT IS CERTAINLY NOT WORTH EATING AT ALL!!!! It is so FREAKIN' SMALL, that if I slide it down my MOMMA's back, she will MISTAKE IT FOR A MOSQUITO!!!

As the cutie wutie crabby wabby figured, his psychotic master bought him for consumption. But boy is he pleased. He wants to end his miserable life anyway. He tried to bash himself with rocks many times, but sadly he is not a soft shelled crab. NOT a FREAKIN' MICROSCOPIC soft shelled crab from FREAKIN' CARTEL. He also attempted self-cannibalism. But he was too hard. BUT EVEN IF HE WAS A FREAKIN' MICROSCOPIC soft shelled crab HE STILL WOULD NOT EAT HIMSELF, NOT EVEN IF ANYONE PAID HIM 15 FREAKIN' bucks.

So the final plan he came up with was: TO GROW BIGGER. Because ONLY BIG CRABS ARE WORTH EATING. Period.

TO BE CONTINUED......