I've had a few forgotten dinners that got hairy as well. Another memory is of when I was about 10 my uncle made me (along with other kids in the family) clean these crab he'd stolen from some traps out in Galveston. We had to stick a screwdriver under their belly and pry their shells open, then pull out all the guts. Wouldn't have been too bad but most of them were still alive.

On a similar note, as much as I love Pantera, I can't stand that part in their movie where they show that dude's massive butt pimple being squeezed. What were they thinking? That's so nasty! :eek: