So there he stands before us all: a tall, wide, furry figure, with a stack of leaflets in his hands. The arrival of "Metal Crab Mountain" thus heralds the end of the cafe's anonymous ages.
And... and I can do the left pincer!
Und … ich kann die linke Zange tragen!
Y yo puedo encargarme
de la izquierda.
Et je peux faire la pince droite !
E... e io la chela sinistra!
E... eu posso puxar a garra esquerda!
А... а я — с левой!