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Crawdads have a crazy *** life. There's not   much to courtship and no real copulation. Boring   as this may sound, it's somewhat engrossing   for me. Likely more than any lady crawdad ever   thought of it. I would think most women might agree. Sadly, reminiscent of **** really. Males act like ruffians, catching females like prey, turning them over, and leaving a sticky deposit on their undersides. Worm like sperms adhere to her, which she carries with her until she lays   eggs. I've seen this while preparing étouffée. Not the *** act, just the worms.   Life is a multiplex of convoluted situations. "Please yes, oh no!" What's going on in those crusty little heads? It seems such a foreign lifeform. Still, eerily familiar to what I've found   at the bathhouse. I think I'll fatten up my tail,   wear some antennae and pincers this Halloween. Mmmm... Étouffée.
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Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 2:05 PM UTC
Brutal Brittle Little World
Crawdads have a crazy *** life. There's not   much to courtship and no real copulation. Boring   as this may sound, it's somewhat engrossing   for me. Likely more than any lady crawdad ever   thought of it. I would think most women might agree. Sadly, reminiscent of **** really. Males act like ruffians, catching females like prey, turning them over, and leaving a sticky deposit on their undersides. Worm like sperms adhere to her, which she carries with her until she lays   eggs. I've seen this while preparing étouffée. Not the *** act, just the worms.   Life is a multiplex of convoluted situations. "Please yes, oh no!" What's going on in those crusty little heads? It seems such a foreign lifeform. Still, eerily familiar to what I've found   at the bathhouse. I think I'll fatten up my tail,   wear some antennae and pincers this Halloween. Mmmm... Étouffée.
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Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 2:05 PM UTC
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