Larry the Lobster goes to Machu Picchu
Larry the Lobster was the Karl Pilkington of crustaceans. He was quite happy being a soft toy and knocking about with the other toys at Tescos supermarket. He had no desire to see the world, or even leave the store, but that was all about to change. Two girls pinched and squeezed him, ohhhing and ahhhing. Larry gave them his most fierce scowl, but they were oblivious, and he got biffed into the trolley along with an assortment of English lollies and treats, as well as a thing called a kiwi fruit. Larry was purchased as a gift for two travelers from New Zealand. He had only heard of New Zealand because Legolas, a Lord of the Rings figurine from a neighboring shelf, wouldn’t shut up about how beautiful it was. Multiple times Larry had responded that Legolas was made in China, and he didn’t know anything about a country in Europe. The New Zealanders were on their way to South America. He recalled Padding Bear’s stories about ‘deepest darkest Peru’ and was convinced that upon ar