>Be a crab.
>Just strutting my shit across the ocean floor.
>Heading over to my sweet hunny baby to get some sweet crab pussy.
>Gonna give her my crab sauce all up that bitches face.
>Decide to take a shortcut.
>Pinchers all up and shit, just swaggerin the fuck out of these pinchers.
Yo the fucks that swirlin shit.
>Instincts say who gives a fuck.
>Decide to dance on by it.
OH FUCK!
THE FUCKS THIS!
OH GOD!
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GA
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you never wanna be crushed to death /v/, or see somebody crushed to death. I worked with my dads friend doing construction on his house, a cherry picker was lifting him up so he could put up some lumber along the underside of the ceiling. Cherry picker got stuck, we heard him screaming, they tried to get it to stop, but it was to late, his screaming still haunts me, the sound of his body crushing along with the bucket, the thoughts of it, and then finally watching the blood coming down and remains of his arm falling out of the bucket and nothing left but a crushed mess. It will always haunt me /v/, just like it haunts me about finding my little cousins dead body in a river after it had been there for 2 days.