Two of my friends have zero Sanity Points
left. Last time we had a barbecue, they created this amazingly freaky seafood
brochette with various squid tentacles. Here’s a pic. I’m quite proud to say I
ended up eating a chunk of that after it went on the grill. Only problem is,
since that fateful day, I wake up every night in a cold sweat, yelling: “Ph’nglui
mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn!”
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