Chapter 11
Foxy snickered and covered his mouth, "you dance like a crab without legs." "i know, why don't you dance badly with me?" clyde grinned. foxy rolled his eyes and began dancing along with his companion. "you dance like a ship without a mast."
Bar Jocks: Story One, Part Three
The 'roo said as he shifted to a crab pose. joe followed him. "what about now?" the girls groped the rock-hard muscles, but still couldn't decide. mike and joe went into a hands-on-hips most muscular pose. "now?" they still couldn't decide.
The Blood Which Binds
He fumbled in his cabinets for a crab-claw needle and a tapping hammer. _forgive me, hakka._ his daughter returned and set her candle down on his night table.
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Four
_what the jelly filled crab legs_ are _you?_ i thought in astonishment. "young man," patricia finally spoke up, "how long has it been since you've laughed?" ethan shrugged again. "i dunno. maybe...eight months?" "impossible!" victoria sneered.
Sieg and Marien - A Basitin Love Story - Part 13 - Broken Pearl
In the end she threw a whole bucket of crabs at me. i'll tell ya what, i learned to see things her way when i ended up with a couple dozen crabs and their pinchers down my britches.
A Tail of Two Peoples - Reunited
"i got that one from a crab. a crab!" everyone burst out into laughter, though kar'na's quickly turned into a coughing fit.
Sources
Half sea turtle, half hermit crab, she suffered from the intersecting stigmas of fish, reptiles and hybrids alike. she needed to breathe but also to stay moist to be able to stay alive, and her sleep cycles amounted to a lifelong sleep disorder.
With The Flow
_'I hate this.'_ Afternoon. Cold skyscrapers hid the setting sun with their straight lines and right angles. Mano missed the reassuring ocean depths around her, the protective cocoon of her sub. The bus station was a river, the swarming masses,...
Wolfhair: Impact
The crimson shell's slick texture offered very little footing, and despite having one of its legs incapacitated, the crab thing still swayed about violently.
Fishers of Men
'How cheerfully he seems to grin...' (How Doth the Little Crocodile, Lewis Carroll) Ammut had been left on the doorstep of a Brazilian orphanage before he'd been old enough to have known how to talk. He'd been far too young to have even remembered...
Saltwater
Mano had tried to have been just as optimistic about them moving from the Middle East to Brazil as she'd been about them having moved from India to the Middle East in the first place. Cephalopods were relentlessly curious creatures, always exploring...
Something About a Time Alone
Returning to cape cod later that late afternoon, i decided we'll have fried clams, the clams now completely sand-free, and crab cakes for dinner. sitting down for dinner, we quietly sat down to eat them.