Ft Lauderdale, circa 2008. I was too drunk to remember the name of the restaurant. All I know is that I ordered a six pound lobster. I was celebrating life with my best friend and future wife and decided that you only live once. Sure I felt bad about eating this old beast, and yes, I did feel guilty when I ruined everyone's meal by upstaging their 1.5 - 2 pounders. But I have to tell you, it didn't stop us from enjoying the heck out of that lobster. I think we ate lobster salad sandwiches for breakfast for three days after.
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