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Wobster Dinner

Wilson P. Higgsbury

If I eat it in the morning is it still dinner?

I do like watching its exoskeleton turn red.

Hey wobster, what's eatin' you? Oh, me!

A meal for sophisticates such as myself.

Being stranded is no reason not to eat well!

I triumphed over my wobster foe.

And here I forgot my bib.

We have to eat it with our eyes closed. Too many legs!

Its death will give me life.

A nice buttery crustacean.

Ms. Wickerbottom

How decadent.

'TIS A FEAST OF PINCHY MEATS

Yummmmmmm!

A meal fit for Wolfgang!

I'd prefer salmon.

I loves ta eat'em!

Fancy belly stuff

THE WOBSTER HAS FULFILLED ITS DESTINY