Teeth in hand, you wind up and pitch them at the weirdo's crotch just like Nolan Ryan would, even though you've never pitched anything before in your life. Amazingly, the teeth hit their mark.

"Eeep!"

Once the monster truly understands the dire position its genitalia are in, screaming ensues. Blinded by horror and pain, the monster careens around the room, swiping at the teeth but never knocking them away. Cletus looks far less confident in his monster now. In fact, he looks downright speechless. You've got half a mind to bop him on the head, once his monster stops bouncing around the room. For now, though, you're content with taunting the cocky hunchback.

"Hey, looks like he's finding out that the tooth hurts!"

"You don't understand, it... 'the tooth hurts'? Ugh. Listen, we've got to get out of here or..."

Cletus is interrupted by a wet crunching sound. The two of you look over and see the dentures sitting in a pool of blood where the monster's crotch used to be.

"Oh no! They've got a taste for blood!"

Too late. The dentures lunge at you. You use both hands to shield your crotch, but the bloodthirsty false teeth are more interested in your neck. You die knowing, or at least hoping, your crotch will remain unbitten.

THAT SCREWUP HAD SOME BITE! START OVER!!!