Land Shark rings a vague bell in the distant emptiness in my head.
What decade might it be from?
70s. Hilarious skit. Think Gilda Radner.
Woman: *appoaches the door* Yes?
Land Shark: *muffled voice* Mrs. Arlsbergerhh??
Woman: Who?
Land Shark: *muffled voice* Mrs. Johnannesburrrr??
Woman: Who is it?
Land Shark: *muffled voice* Flowers.
Woman: Flowers? From whom?
Land Shark: *muffled voice* Plumber, ma'am..
Woman: I don't need a plumber. You're that clever shark, aren't you?
Land Shark: *muffled voice* Candygram.
Woman: Candygram, my foot! Get out of here before I call the proper authorities. You're the shark, and you know it.
Land Shark: *muffled voice* I'm only a dolphin, ma'am..
Woman: A dolphin? Well.. okay..
*she opens the door, as the shark pulls her screaming into the hallway*