Do you like your toes? Well, Mr. Crabs (that is what I call him) tried to eat my toes yesterday. There I was, walking on the beach in Cabo...All of a sudden I see Mr. Crabs chilling in the sun.
What do I do? Well; I kick Mr. Crabs of course. What else would I do? Just leave him alone.
I can't just leave him alone. I am chief product tester for Tucket Footwear! I must test plastic water shoes that I have. I am like the guy in Game of Thrones. I am the protector of the wall in a kind of way.
You can imagine how pissed the crab was. He attacked, but the boat shoes survived.
The lesson learned was that I need to work on my kicking game.