The world is my oyster.

The world is my oyster.

And by oyster what I really mean is a giant, gooey

steaming hot tub. Oyster shaped hot tub. The gooey part is for safety. If you fall running around it, you just bounce back up. I had it built specifically for my vacation home in

Oyster Bay. I thought it would be a big draw, and it is, just not in the way I expected. My hot tub brings all the shrimps to my yard. They're like, "This is better than ours."

shrimp mulch isn't all its cracked up to be. Worse, I had a crustacean allergy &my head swelled up. I has delivered to the Doctor Octopuses emergency ward with flecks of shrimptail

in my eyes, nose and mouth. Luckily Doc Ock was able to extrude them using shrimp magnets, my swollen head went down to normal size, my shrimp allergy was cured and I was grateful.

"How can I ever repay you Doc Ock," I asked naively. Doc Ock ogled my homemade oscilloscope & blushed. "I'll think of something, I'm sure. Run along Peter Parker. Leave me to my vi

rgins. Such are mine Peter. Goodbye.

Zooming out, we see an author penning that "Goodbye". He closes the novel, revealing the title "Peter: Archangel" The author looks directly into the camera and winks. Roll credits.