I first saw it on the Web: “Welcome, New York Hermit Crab Lovers!”
What? .. I had to read more. And kindly, the kind poster obliges:
“I’m thinking of buying hermit crabs. I’d like to meet more hermit crab owners. We could go see each others’ hermit crabs. Go on field trips. See movies together. Trade crabs, shells.”
Bizarre? Yes. Sketchy. You bet. Humorous. I sure hope so!
Oh .. and if you’re a NY Hermit Crab lover who wants to bring your crabs to the beach in early September, read on.
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“I’d like to see them bury themselves underground and we can chase them…”
There is so much to love – and to pity – in that single sentence.
I am, for once, almost rendered speechless by the thought of this lonely guy chasing hermit crabs around his NYC apartment, longing for that special someone to come share his joy.
I bet he has Hot Wheels tracks laid out for racing them. Betcha. MM-hmmm.
Beware the loop-da-loop and the ring of fire, my little crustacean friends.
PLease, please, please leave your NYC crabs in NYC!!!
@ mom — no comment. Really.
@ philip — for someone who’s speechless that’s a pretty long comment
Just kidding — I had the same reaction. Well, except he’s inviting people to bring their hermit crabs to the beach for a play date so they can play in the sand. Right… I think he may be missing a few shells himself. Still … only in NYC!