My wife picks up Every Day with Rachael Ray every once in a while. This past month’s issue, Rachael had a particularly gruesome smile (almost a Glasgow smile, I would say) upon her countenance:
For some reason, it reminds me of this notorious character:
We had a friend visiting from South Korea earlier this month, and the copy of the magazine was on the back of our toilet. All he could say was “Could you take it off there? Her smile is freaking me out.”
And, um, no, we didn’t take it off the back of the toilet. We (meaning mostly I) took too much glee in seeing him freaked out.