Shark Cake

It's The Dopski's birthday tomorrow and, being slightly weird as she is, she's asked for a shark cake. It has to be rearing out of the water and have a mouth filled with bodies etc ( in my case, gummy bears).

I have stood for hours to create my masterpiece, which has resulted in cramp in my toes, feet that ache and a bad back. As I was putting it together it just didn't look right and I couldn't work out why not. As I had finished and the icing had gelled together etc The Dadski pointed out that I hadn't given it a pointed nose - bum, tit, Willy and fart!!! Of course it pains me to say it but he's completely correct and now I can't do anything about it :(
(It really didn't help when he said he noticed it ages ago and thought I would notice for myself, so didn't say anything - ggrrrrr)

The extra is a very badly lit cake from above ( so you can't see it's snub nose). To say I am gutted is an understatement :(