What looks líke a bízarre-lookíng monster just washed up on the shores of Acapulco, Mexíco, and nobody really knows what to make of ít. Is ít a fully dígested squíd? A sentíent píle of mucus? A toddler’s fínger paíntíng come to lífe?
Whatever ít ís, políce are havíng a hard tíme fíguríng out what to do wíth the creepy mass. All they know ís that they have to keep beachgoers far, far away from ít.
Thís blob looks líke ít formed after all of the gunk ín every Manhattan sewer fused together to form a creature that longed for íts own death. Should we even put ít back ínto the ocean?