Sunday, November 11, 2012

What's For Dinner?

Carmi's Thematic Photographic 220 is What's for dinner?

I personally have never bought any lobsters from Kroger. But here they are, handcuffed with rubber bands, awaiting their fate.





P.S. It's been far too long since Applebee's was mentioned on this blog.

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13 comments:

Another Kiwi said...

Don't eat Annie Lennox, unkind Thundra!

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

O.K., A.K.
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Bob Scotney said...

I prefer not to see my lobsters live.

laura.forestdreams:) said...

oooooh poor lobsters. =(
i wish they would help each other out of the rubberbands.

moldy pumpkins...SOME critters dinner, huh?!!

Randal Graves said...

Enjoy your seafood now, 'cause when giant lobsters are roaming the earth, we're so fucked.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

I figure we will have all drowned by then anyways, R.G.
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Substance McGravitas said...

You just grow gills, like the people from Atlantis. Easy.

Another Kiwi said...

See, this is where you people need science. If giant Lobsters are roaming the Earth would we have drowned? No, because then they would be roaming the Ocean.
We may be concentrated to a few mountaintops in Nepal and be able to train Snow Leopards to help us catch the giant lobsters to eat. So, on one hand impoverished peasant farmers subsisting on very poor soil while on the other hand eating lobster thermidor.
Then we can use the hollowed out lobster shells so that on we can sweep with threshing oar, our only goal will be the western shore.
See science is cool.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

I'm converted, A.K.

P.S. The Gunslinger:

Roland wakes up on a beach, where he is suddenly attacked by a strange, lobster-like creature, which he dubs a "lobstrosity." He kills the creature but not before losing the index and middle finger of his right hand, and most of his right big toe; his untreated wounds soon become infected. Feverish and losing strength,

Roland continues to trek north along the beach, where he eventually encounters three doors.

Each door opens onto New York City at different periods in time (1987, 1964 and 1977, respectively) and, as Roland passes through these doors, he brings back the companions who will join him on his quest to the Dark Tower.


Apparently, Stephen King and N__B are the same person!
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Mentioner said...

Jeepers. And here I was, about to comment about the lobsters.

Dr.KennethNoisewater said...

ATTICA! ATTICA!

Janet said...

those pumpkins should learn to chew with their mouths closed ;-)

Love the comments...the best LOL!

anne said...

looking back a little in the early ..as i have something to eat ,/ i pass a ..they are kept in a ..,with bound .. ,in a larger market when i am out with my mother here sometimes , one of these days i am going to do a hoban's turtle diary ..and set them free, like i did with some elephants the last time i saw my closest child hood friend with her then thirteen year old son .. and i wandered off .. to set some elephants free