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Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wagn'nagl fhtagn ("In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming."). --HP Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu

The stars hath turned in the heavens once more: Mighty Cthulhu stirs. His dreams reacheth forth, communing with those with ears to hear. Iä! Shub-Niggurath! His thoughts trample down along the pathways of thy mind; thou knowest His footprints, each of which is a wound...

Sunday, November 14, 2004



The Spoof roxors

Go here, read it. Friggin perfect:

Dear Red States,

We've had a good 220 some years together, and you'll always be special to us, but, let's not beat around the Bush. We need to break up. This just isn't working out for either of us. 140 years ago when you wanted to break up, and we fought so hard to keep you, maybe we were being a little selfish. Now we think you were right... Like they say, if you love something, let it go free. So you're free now, Red States.

We'll always care about you, but we just can't get the image of you and the Church out of our heads. You promised us you and the Church had separated, and you weren't going to see it anymore. That was a promise you didn't keep....

We fell in union once, and, now, I hate to say it, we've fallen out of union with you.

You really have something going on with Iraq there, and, we think once we split up, you can explore it fully. We know you never thought of yourself as facist-sexual, but, you need to admit to yourself you are at least facist-curious. But, its just not something we can do with you.

We need to go our separate ways. But we wish you all the luck in the world...


The rest is even better...




pic via BartCop

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