L70. Sorrows of Werther

"Some people think being a guard is a boring or easy job."

"Personally, I hate it. I have to deal with crabs all day long. I've been afraid of crabs since I was a child; a crab pinched off the big toe on my left foot. Everyone teased me and called me 'Toeless' at school."

"Brahms told me that if you eat a lot of crabs, you can get over your crab phobia."

"Can you get me some Icebreaker Crab Meat and Icepick Crab Meat? They scamper around on the floating ice area in the west."

"I'd rather not go over there." Werther shuddered as he looked at the floating ice area to the west.

"My toe still throbs sometimes. They call it 'phantom toe syndrome.'"

Werther trembled as he looked at the Icepick Crab meat.

"Um, that looks delicious! Yes! It sure does!" Having properly psyched himself up, Werther grabbed the meat and shoved it in his mouth, chewing furiously.

"Wait, you're supposed to cook this, right?" Werther spat out a chunk of crabmeat and passed out. Maybe he'd never get over his phobia.