"working on my faults and cracks..."

10.03.2007

Beastmaster hasn't been returning my calls


His massive, carefully timed yawns were oblivious and gaping--begging to be photographed. Jaws unhinged to reveal crooked rows of jagged, yellow teeth. Eerily human. Like a domesticated, bespectacled primate, dressed for success and casually riding the Sanyo Line to work on a summer's afternoon.




There's just too much funny here for just one caption, so swagger on into the comments and let's everybody have a jolly good swing.
I'll get the train rolling:



* If you've got the iron stomach, click to enlarge, and count all the pixels in each snaggletooth.

4 contributions to this piece:

Dagbert said...

It should come as little surprise that most dental accreditation certificates in Japan are signed in crayon. And Spaghetti 'O sauce.

JaN said...

Bet a fly could've been swallowed.

Kimbrolynn said...

"Follow. But. Follow only if ye be men of valour, for the entrance to this cave is guarded by a creature so foul, so cruel that no man yet has fought with it and lived. Bones of full fifty men lie strewn about its lair. So, brave knights, if you do doubt your courage or your strength, come no further, for death awaits you all with nasty, big, pointy teeth."

... ehh I got nothin'

Dagbert said...

Bonus points for Monty Python references.

 
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