It was a dark and stormy night in Biscuit Bay. Larry the Lobster Monster was on the prowl, searching for his next meal. He scuttled down the beach, his massive claws snapping hungrily. Larry had a powerful craving for his favorite food – cheddar biscuits.

As Larry approached the restaurant, he smelled something delicious wafting through the air. “Biscuits!” he exclaimed. Following the savory aroma, Larry spotted an unattended basket on the table. He crept up and peered inside with his stalky eyes. It was filled to the brim with warm, fluffy cheddar biscuits!

“Don’t mind if I do,” Larry said, reaching in and gobbling up biscuit after biscuit with his powerful pincers. Crumbs went flying everywhere. Once he had eaten his fill, Larry let out a contented belch. “Burrrp! Now that really hit the spot,” he said, patting his big lobster belly.

Just then, Larry heard footsteps approaching. It was Millie, the waitress, back from refilling drinks. “Hey! My biscuits!” she cried when she saw the empty basket. Larry froze, scurrying away as fast as his legs could. He knew coming between Millie and her favorite food would be unwise.

Larry felt satisfied after his binge with his stomach full of delicious cheddar biscuits. He decided biscuit-stealing was a risky business, best enjoyed in moderation. Larry crept back into the parking lot, hoping Millie would soon make another batch of those irresistible cheddar biscuits.