In their quest of the seven seas, ancient mariners of yore told horrifying tales of denizens from the briny deep. Their tall tales have been compared, their yarns have been studied and analyzed by modern science. And as best as we can come up with, these sea creatures were figments of imagination. Probably under the influence of grog, the pussy of any scullery maid up close would look like a creature ready to devour an imaginative sailor. Just check out Noname Jane. Stare between those legs for a moment, and have another keg of rum. You'll see what we mean.