something out of the ordinary.

It seemed like a perfectly normal Sunday morning. You know, where you wake up, brush your teeth and wash your face, put the kettle on, make yourself a cuppa tea, open the fridge for milk, say hello to the crabs scuttling around the fridge compartments, get dressed for church, slap on some lip gloss, grab your keys and off you go.

wait a minute..........

did i just see 2 live crabs in the fridge compartment??!!!!! can't be... lemme go check again. chilli, crab, chilli, mayo, crab.........

CRAP!!!! IS THIS SOMEBODY'S SICK IDEA OF WHAT'S FUNNY?

well here's a newsflash for you, it's NOT!

chilli, crab, chilli, mayo, crab.........CRAB???!!

An explanation was due and and explanation was what I was gonna get! Well basically, Sam's auntie bought live crabs for us to eat. They were placed in a loosely tied plastic bag. Unbeknownst to her, all live things held in captive have one thing and one thing only on their minds; how to escape. So woe is us who had to find that out the hard way.=(

Lessons learnt, buttocks burnt: Never show an ounce of leniency to your next meal, dead or alive.

Now that they're safely in the garden, in a bowl, underneath a ton of bricks, I'm actually finding the whole ordeal a little amusing. tee hee!=p