This sketch probably goes back to 2005, between my freshman and sophomore years in college. During that summer my parents had moved back from Arizona to Maine, and I was staying with them in a fish shanty in Cape Porpoise while they looked for a new home. It was a memorable summer, to say the least.
We had lobster quite a bit that year, and I probably sketched this bugger shortly before he was tossed in the pot.
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