Man that reminds me of Crabbing with my parents in the Chesapeake bay when i was a kid. We would say up for 48 hours straight catching them from the piers. go home and cook them sunday after church and have a ball. one or two would always fight and get out of the pot in the kitchen.

then the fight was on with my mom with a pair of tongs. may wish i had videos of that I would have a 100,000 from AFV on TV.
