Roy the Crayfish was taken early from this life.. undersize you might say.. and ascended to heaven.
After many years of exemplary angelic endeavour, Roy was a favorite in heaven. His halo sparkled, his wings sleek, and his harp playing was divine. One day St Peter approached Roy with a message from God. "Roy, you've been such a wonderful angel to have here in heaven.. and God regrets that you didnt' get the chance to experience much of life on earth, dieing so young and all. So God would like to give you 24 hours on earth to enjoy yourself. perhaps see a bit of what you missed."
Roy was a bit shellshocked at first.. but then thought 'well, I have missed my old school friend sam terribly.. I always wondered what he did with his life. I should like to visit him one time."
And *POOF* Roy found himself once again a corporeal crustacean under the sea.
He marvelled at what the world had become, and as he stared around in wonder he heard a voice from behind him. "Roy! Is that you?!" And there was his old school friend, sam, calling from the door of a nightclub.
Well, the two old friends caught up over a few drinks. sam had indeed grown up, and owned the nightclub. The two continued in their reminiscences, drinking more and more through the night. Roy had never experienced alcohol before, and became thoroughly inebriated. He laughed loudly, he weaved when he walked, his wings got fluffed and his halo slid to a rakish angle.... he even jumped up on stage with the band and blew the joint away with a rockin harp jam.
Morning approached, the old friends embraced and slurred their farewells... and *POOF* Roy ascended to heaven again.
St Peter was stunned when he saw the smiling swaying Cray. "Roy! What happened? Did you get mugged? Your halo is askew and your wings are dirty! And where is your harp? You know no angel can enter heaven without wings, halo and harp."
Roy realised he could not reenter heaven. Neither could he return to earth. "Oh no" he wept, "I left my harp in sam Crab's disco".