It all started in Grand Cayman. I was leading a group of divers on a trip to the island for a week. One morning, over a little breakfast, one of the divers in the group complained, "We didn't see any octapus last night - think we'll see any tonight?" I told him, "No problem! I know a place where we always see a friendly octapus or two."

He then asked, "How many legs do they have anyway? Five?"

Trying to maintain my composure I responded, "No, that would be a Pentapus."

Well, we all gave him such a bad time over this the name Pentapus just sorta' stuck and when I needed a name for the business - it was Pentapus. Sorry Tony - you're now famous.

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