I'm gonna call him Bob. I found Bob on the beach. Since then we have found that there's a special something between us. Bob loves me just like I love him. Bob has many legs and claws. Bob is able to carry about 4 AKs and 2 bombs..if he were bigger. But still..Bob rawks! But alas, I had to let Bob go. He was too young to be enlisted into my army of Malaysian Kung Fu Monkeys, Radioactive Hamster Chickens, Elite Commando Chickens with Full Body Tats and Destroyer Crabs with Nukes. :(