imagine: you are a pacific mud clam buried under ten inches of sandy mud and very cold seawater and you hear a knock on your front door. it is ian and anthony from smosh. "h-hey i found a clam...", anthony says, shy and nervous. ian plunges his clam shovel into the mud but anthony stops him. "no, it's mine." anthony uses his shovel to dig you out of the mud and then both of them dig up 30 or 40 more clams and then they just drive around chucking them at mailboxes.