Once when we were crabbing off the bridge to Fort Pulaski, a huge blue male got out of the trap and was scrambling around. I was trying to step on him to get to the back flippers and pick him up when this dumb Yankee says "let me show you how to do that". I laughed my azz off watching him running around screaming with that big crab latched onto his finger.We used to make blue crab pie in FL after a day of catching blue crabs and drinking beer over in the brackish water. Fun times when you are tossing live crabs into the beer cooler.
