CRAB-OLOGY

WHEN I WAS TEN YEARS OLD...I WENT TO THE BEACH AND COLLECTED A BUCKET OF CRABS...I THEN PROCEEDED TO TAKE THEM TO MY SECOND FLOOR APARTMENT AND WATCH THEM FUCK AROUND INSIDE THE BUCKET AT MY CONVENIENCE...NEXT DAY...I WENT TO GRANDMA'S PLACE AND STAYED FOR THE NIGHT...WHEN I RETURNED I WAS TO FIND THAT EVERY FUCKING CRAB PLUMMETED TO HIS DEATH...JUST TO GET AWAY FROM ME...POINT BEING...WHAT DOES IT MEAN WHEN WE DISCOVER THAT CRABS ARE MORE CONCERNED WITH QUALITY OF LIFE THAN PEOPLE ???  THAT IS TO SAY...IF IT HAD BEEN A BUCKET OF PEOPLE I HAD CORRALLED OUTSIDE ON MY VERANDA...I WOULD HAVE FOUND THEM ALL HUDDLED IN A CORNER ...PISSING THEIR PANTS AND HANGING ONTO LIFE LIKE IT WERE THEIR PENIS...AND YOU WONDER WHY PEOPLE ARE BULLIES...BEING A BULLY IS THE ONE TRUE MARK OF A COWARD .