Okay, this I have to see. Even in the wildest fantasy books I read, none of them had a floating Orca the size of a Saint Bernard.

Crabs? Seriously? And they haven't killed everyone because of the STD jokes yet?

Yeah, I'm kind of in the same boat. I would gladly watch another rerun of Little People, Big World if it meant that my mom was there, watching it. But, nope, I'm the little sister. Though...I kind of have to look after everyone else. It gets exhausting.