On Christmas Eve morning, I found crab in my boots.
Jake’s parents had prepared a seafood dinner the night before, which is an annual family tradition. The next morning, I slipped into my knee boots only to find a hard, crunchy object in the bottom.
My boots were nowhere near the kitchen table, so I was surprised when I pulled out a stinky crab knuckle from the night before. I think it was an early Christmas present from the dogs.
Wishing you a merry, hopeful Christmas.
hilarious!
Oh my. Someone just wanted you to take a little knuckle home for later!!! 🙂