"Tremble?" Oh, fer cryin' out loud; here we go again! You think it's easy being a Great Old One? My kids tell me that I'm supposed to be in this new movie -- what is it, Cloverleaf? Cumberland? Whatever. This Internets thing is too confusing for me -- gimme a break, I'm a million friggin' years old. Anyway, this meshuggah Abrams character is dragging up that same old story about me wanting to take over the world -- again. Believe me, nothing could be further from the truth. I tried it, I hated it. Every day, it's Shoggoth this and Yog-Sothoth that, and before you know it, the whole day's been taken up with paperwork and meetings, and all I want to do is kick back, pop open a cold one, and watch a ballgame. (And don't even get me started on those fakakta poindexters at Miskatonic University; talk about a pain in the tentacles....) So what's a
fella to do? I've been smeared by better than this guy (that schmendrick Lovecraft?
Feh.), so I just ignore it; otherwise it can make you crazy.
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Cthulhu Speaks! Tremble, Mortals! - December 4, 2007
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