Poor little crabs, wondering WTH is going on… 
It was ten years ago, maybe more. There used to be a sports bar/restaurant sort of place on the first floor below Jillian’s billiard club on Lansdowne. It was not too long after I moved here and went there to catch some out-of-town football games when I was feeling homesick.
I don’t think the machine lasted there very long. I don’t know if there were PETA protests or anything. I’m not a huge sentimentalist, but even I thought it was a little morally dubious to be gambling with the lives of these creatures on something as frivolous as a toy crane.
Take that, Toy Story!
“The CLAW! The Claw decides who will go and who must stay!”