Rock, Paper, Scissors ... Crab Claw

When Kona was a puppy, Justin taught him to drink water from the bath tub faucet and now that sucker refuses to drink out of a bowl. So now when he's thirsty he climbs into the tub and barks ... sometimes in the dark.
Yesterday we were watching TV when we would heard Kona's famous echoed bathtub bark.
Here's what went down after that.

Justin: Kona wants water.
Me: You do it.
Justin: No you do it.
Me: Fine ... rock, paper scissors!
Justin: Ok, ready... 1, 2, 3!

He does paper, I do rock.

Justin: Again, 1, 2...

Oh eff. I panic.

My head says scissors but for some reason my hand decided to stay with rock. And it results in this:



Justin: WTF is that?!!

Me: CRAB CLAW!

Justin: What the hell is a crab claw?

Me: It beats rock and scissors...paper too.

Justin: You're such a cheater!

Me: You've never heard of Crab Claw?

Justin: Just go.

In an effort to prove that I was right, I decided to go onto Google and find a picture of a crab crushing a rock (and subsequently, a piece of paper and a pair of scissors)
I typed in "Crab smashing rock"

And Google came up with this...


Apparently crabs like to smoke crack. And get it on. And make little crack babies. And THAT, ladies and gentleman, is how stoned crabs are created.

P.S. I still win.