Lately I’ve been going on and on about how Denmark is quiet, peaceful and not scary at all in any way. It turns out I was lying. Even in calm old Denmark one isn’t immune from coming across indescribable horrors.
I was out in town on Saturday, engaging in regular Saturday activities – loitering, meeting friends, streaking naked through the main streets of Copenhagen while screaming “God save the King!” – you know, the usual. Suddenly, a sight in a clothes store window caught my eye. There were a few mannequins inside. Something about them wasn’t…quite…right.
Let’s see if you can spot it:
“Murder! Kill! Oops, we meant ‘Ribbit, Ribbit!'”
Did you solve the mystery of “what’s wrong with these?” and “OH MY GOD, why, whyyyyyy?!”
Correct: the woman in the middle seems to be wearing a doughnut as a necklace! Horrifying, isn’t it?
Also, well played, smartass – Denmark has a queen, not a king. Go get yourself a cookie!
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So, did the frogs eat the woman’s head? What kind of crazy is this? No wonder you’re streaking naked through Copenhagen.
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Rumour has it that their gaze follows you, wherever you go…even when you’re at home, miles away!
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The frog-heads look like bad backup dancers… 😛
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Or good backup dancers, if they’re participating in “Thriller” remake!
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The frogs scare me a little, it looks live they devoured the other mannequin’s head.
We have no king or queen here, so I have to be content shouting out, “Barack Obama save our economy!”
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As long as you’re still streaking naked through town the general message is still intact!
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No streaking here, at my age it could cause serious injury to myself and psychological damage to others.
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