I usually swallow the lobster eggs whole and take great pains to ensure the survival of the lobster in my stomach by not only swallowing starfish and mussels to sustain the growth of the animal, but living for several years in an aquatic environment. After nursing the lobster for around 6 years in my stomach I would then surgically remove the lobster from my gut with no anesthesia, place it in a pan and place the pan back in my stomach and stitch myself up. I then swallow 3 liters of salt water so that the pan fills up with water in my stomach. This is followed by hovering my body over an electric stove until the water comes to a boil. This is followed by running myself over with a car in-order to crush the lobster shell with my internal organs. Finally I swallow 524 vicious bullet ants who would then devour the lobster meat in my stomach. I would then slam myself into the walls in-order to guide the bullets ants into my digestive track. After several hours of excruciating mind-numbing pain, I would ♥♥♥♥ out the lobster engorged bullet ants and devour their remains directly from the toilet bowl