Stare into the face of Doom and behold your own incontinence

The family holiday this year was a week spent in a caravan down in Great Yarmouth, Norfolk (something which had Twisted Barbie laughing at me what with her Norfolkian genes).

I feel that it was maybe a little too long ago to recount my numerous, strange experiences from that holiday but I do have one in particular burned into my mind…

We saw these posters all over the place and they we’re not talking little posters here – HUGE posters!

They were that abundant that we couldn’t help but get freaked out by Johnny Mac’s face.

 

 

 

 

 

This, ladies and gentlemen, is one of the scariest faces on the planet. It’s like House of Wax all over again!

I’ll say this though, this won’t be the last you see from this blog’s newest, unofficial mascot :D