A sign of the monkopolypse

Considering that five people sent me links to this before breakfast (including my little brother -- hey Matt!), I figured that I should post it, even though I'm sure all of you saw it on boingboing already -- it has just occurred to me that I get more information from boingboing than from any other place, which is either inspirational or sad, take your pick).

Click on the picture to hit the link my brother sent (Matt, why are you reading the Tampa Bay paper?), which has audio and video and whatnot. Frankly, I was too scared to listen to the audio, or watch the video. I'm not sure which would be worse. For instance, what if the audio went like this?

Radio guy (in radio voice): "We're here with Rebecca Yaker of Minneapolis baby and bedding site Hazel and Melvin's Room. Can you tell us how you came up with the idea for a sock-monkey dress OH MY GOD ONE OF THEM WINKED AT ME NO LOOK THEIR MOUTHS ARE OPENING I DID NOT KNOW THEY COULD DO THAT SHARP TEETH OMG NO NO NOT MY MIC FOR THE LOVE OF GOD HELP ME SOMEONE PLEASE AAAAARRRRGGH."

But what if the video, in addition, showed their sharp little teeth glistening with gore, and the model with her arms raised in that B-movie "I'm being controlled by forces I cannot understand" pose? That would be even more terrifying.

Now that I have an inkling of the sock monkeys' evil plan I might have to hide all the
Tony Millionaire's Sock Monkey and Tom & Pippo books in the house. UNLESS IT'S ALREADY TOO LATE. Was that the soft thump of a knitted wool foot behind me?