Let me set the scene for you.

It's the golden age of Japanese giant monster shows. It's the third season, and you've got a deadline by this afternoon to create a new monster for the next show. You were shitfaced last night, and are now camped out with a coke in the props-room. You forgot your notepad.

You scrunch your eyes shut and slam together the nearest two pieces of plastic in the vain hope that you can create something passable.

Lo and Behold.