So, I was at Costco and there was a family with a little boy in a cart. The Dad was pushing the cart and the Mom was holding up packages of seafood and showing them to the boy saying things like, "Look, Johnny, Mr. Crab."

It was awful. I was thinking, "What? There's no Mr. Crab at Costco! We don't eat Mr. Crab. That's 'just crab.'"

Then she picked up another package and said, "Look, Mr. Crab's legs."

It was horrible, like when Doc Hopper was hunting Kermit in The Muppet Movie.