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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...

Friday, March 18, 2005



Alright, alright already...

Cthulhu has been trolling for Ye Eville Empyre®, and it's taken up a bit of My free time. Ye Tentacled One promises to get back into this as soon as possible. Perhaps on a weekly basis.

Until then...




Fuck you, John McCain

The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which. --Animal Farm, George Orwell


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