During my time in London, I made some great friends and had some pretty crazy times.
One of my best friends was John from France who was/is an amazing chef. If we were heading to his place for dinner of a Saturday night, he'd wake up at the crack of dawn that morning and head to the secret fish market where he'd pick up an ice box full of fresh seafood.
One night, we went back at his apartment after having a messy evening on the town which was situated just opposite Stamford Bridge in Fulham.
We all wanted to kick on and continue with the party, but one of his French mates had gone too hard and decided to have a snooze in the middle of the lounge room.
To demonstrate John's disgust, he walked into the next room and came back in with this absolute mother of a crab. With a wicked grin on his face, he sought our advice about whether he should use Mr Crab to wake "Captain Snooze" up.
The above pic captures the moment JUST before his mate let out a scream that would have given Ned Flanders a run for his money.
Psychos.
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