I do not want this. You know they're still sharks, but now you're getting your thigh bitten in half by a goofy shark. It's painful and embarrassing. You can't even tell the cool story of how you survived a shark attack anymore, because your friends will look at you with that, "Really, you got attacked by a shark?" expression.

It's like going on a safari and then getting chased down and mauled by the cheetah that has asthma, or the lioness with the dark sunglasses and a cane.