Snicker Saturday...Crabby Edition

Happy Weekend Blogville!
We crabby girls, Shelldon & Beachnut have taken over Sarge's Mr Dell for our own, first ever, version of Snicker Saturday.   Sarge isn't the only one in this house with a sense of humor.  Sometimes our crabitat is bustin' out with laughter.  Teeheehee.
        So, here we go.... CRAB-A-DABBA-DOOOOO

 

While sports fishing off the Florida coast, a tourist capsized his boat. He could swim, but his fear of alligators kept him clinging to the overturned craft. Spotting an old beachcomber standing on the shore, the tourist shouted, "are there any gators around here?!"

"Naw," the man hollered back, "Ain't been any for years!"

Feeling safe, the tourist started swimming toward the shore. As he got closer to shore he shouted to the guy again "What did you do to get rid of the gators?"

"We didn't do nothin'," the beachcomber said. "The sharks got 'em all."

 

 

Where do shellfish go to borrow money?
To the prawn broker!

 

What do you call a big fish who makes you an 

offer you can't  refuse?
The Codfather!

 

 

 

What happened to the shark who swallowed a bunch of keys?
He got lockjaw!

 

Where do fish wash?
In a river basin!

 

 

And...a final chuckle...this one's for Blogville's Chief of Police, Sarge!

Have a great weekend!
Little Pinches,
Shelldon & Beachnut