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The lobsters fight After years of a "terrible" pandemic, Maria from Portugal, Paco from Spain and Jean-Claude from France decided to meet in a seafood restaurant in the south of France. The three took advantage of the starters to drink a glass of red wine from Porto or if you want to imagine a good French wine. What people can't imagine is that the animals trapped in the kitchen long ago living in peace because of the lockdown have decided to resist. They refused to die in a boiling pot and end up on the plate of the three friends. They took advantage of the carelessness of the cook who went to talk to the owner of the restaurant and escaped through the open window. One by one until there's none left. Walking happy along the sand until they reach the sea. The three friends ended the night without seafood, but with good wine and lots of fun and music. The end!

This house is full of dranked people. they all just care about drinking and having fun. The important thing in here is that they forgot to close the window and let those lobster get escape from being EATEN. In this picture i can see a big pot just for boil those lobsters. People who are drinking, they are waiting to let the water boil in the pot before they cook those lobsters. These smart lobster found a tablecloth and one of them saw an open window so that lobster had a great idea to escape. He throw that tablecloth quietly throught the window and they get out from that house by climbing throught that tablecloth. So we can say that these 3 lobster are the smartest and tge luckiest lobsters in the world. PLEASE READ THIS!!!!!!!!!!!! I'M ONLY 14 YEARS OLD I WOULD BE VERY GLAD IF ANYONWE WHO READ IT WILL GIVE ME a LIKE

It was Colbert's quick thinking that got them out of there. One minute they were huddled in the holding tank waiting for the inevitable, the next Colbert was squeaking for them to clamber onto each other's backs and out onto the cold hard surface of the noisy kitchen. Colbert had noticed the chef leave the kitchen with a bottle in his hand and seized the moment. They had all heard the stories passed down through the generations, of how Old Collum, the oldest crayfish in the bay, had miraculously made his escape, to the tortured shrieks and screams of his friends and neighbours as they had been thrown into a pot of boiling water. Colbert knew there was a sense of urgency, he didn't know how much time they had. He paused for an instant and tested the air. He could smell a faint tang of the sea in the direction of the window, intermingled with the overwhelming heat and strong smells of the kitchen. Fortunately for them, the window was at the other end of this slippery, hard kitchen surface and they scrabbled and clacked their way across, already gasping in the steamy air. He managed to lead them over the edge of the window, with the help of a handy dishcloth into the cool, dark, night and onto the grass below them. They could hear the sounds of people laughing and the tinkle and cling of crockery right above them, but the smell of the sea was stronger now, and they furtively scuttled past, finding purchase on the grass. The little group made their way with difficulty. How far was the sea? Would they last? Colbert urged them on and finally, after scuttling across the cobblestones of the parking lot, the roar of the ocean was unmistakeable. They had made it! Colbert, the crayfish, was given the highest accolade ever received in the annals of the little community. He had succeeded where no other had succeeded before. He had acted quickly and bravely and saved the lives of this grateful little group of stragglers. He was a hero!

"Life is so joyful, Cheer the night!" Thought so young Mary And called us a very Boring and dreary Bunch of old people who lack the delight. But little knew Mary, So we brought a various Seafood and many Of living red lobsters – the party’s spotlight. “God heard my prayers!” Screamed us young Mary, Contented and merry when she caught ours sight. “The food’s getting ready!” Announced us Mary and Jane poured the wine. “No glass is empty! And John, you shouldn’t be nasty, Let’s laugh to celebrate the flamboyant night!” But little knew Mary: In darkness, eeiry Lurking and scared Legs of our lobsters escaped – how impolite! Cause Mary liked having Her proteins prepared and waiting (delicious but light). (The joy that they dare to steal from her side!) But little knew Mary, The lobsters heard saying: “Night is so joyful! Precious is life!” “A fate to rewrite!” decide the escapees, And all they were leaving was Mary’s frustration foresight.