My cousins and I once had a funny conversation about this sea anemone that went something like this:
“What if this was a mutant creature that was after you… and you had to describe it to the police?”
“Officer… I swear I’m not lying… it had a million, elastic, magenta arms with these neon yellow bulbs for hands…”
“Sir, we don’t appreciate prank phone calls. Please don’t call us again.”