| Oh ok I lived in Louisana when I was little and we called them crawdads. There was a bayou on the way home from school. We used to sneek in there occasionaly and my brother would pull up a cage someone had set and grab out a crawdad. My mom really enjoyed having him bring one home sitting on his arm. She really enjoyed the box of hermit crabs he snuck under his bed and forgot about when we lived on Okinawa island too. |
