My husband’s company is doing the electrical work for the remodeling of a local lobster place, and he came home with the most bizarre thing the other day. (Actually, if you frequent seafood places, it might not seem bizarre, but we’re not seafood eaters, so we’d never seen one.)
You would think he brought the short kid home a Benz.
What is it? After the jump.
He actually brought home two, but the tall kid comes out swinging if you try to get one anywhere near his head. The short kid, though, refuses to take his off.