I’m like Quinn, the long-suffering member of Gentlemen Lobsters. When I see things like “Adult Summer Camp” I think “nature orgies” and Sailor Jerry-infused Slip ‘N Slides. Hmm, actually a nature orgy would be pretty great right about now …. What I don’t think of is Yurts and ’90s cartoon sing-alongs. Perhaps that’s why I got kicked out of my last summer camp experience?
Don’t get me wrong — friendship bracelets are great and all, but they don’t even come close to watching videos of lobsters puking. And to watch that video, I need, at the very least, a mobile device. So it’s a good bet you won’t see me going along on one of these “recharge” retreats.
I’m liking the Gentlemen Lobsters, Quinn and Gary though. Thanks GQ for putting me on to them. Not I’ve gotta dig around and see if I can find anymore of their content. What’s that you say? There are a bunch more episodes available on their channel? Sweeeeeeeeet!
These are some lobsters I can really sink my teeth into! (I feel like I should have an animated dog that rolls its eyes whenever I make stupid puns. Perhaps in my next life I will come back as a cartoon lobster?).