In other words, yes. All you crawlers in Cuba pulled it off. Especially Carl who literally pulled off a guy named Raul to make this happen. And in case you don’t get the metaphor: Carl jerked off a crab. “What the fuck?” I called up into the air. “That’s not true!” Everyone was looking at me. “Dude,” Louis said. “How does that even work? Don’t crabs have two weens?” Elle asked. “Were you double fisting it?” “I absolutely did not do that! He, uh, did it to himself.”
