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Did You Know?
In his house at Ry'leh dead CTHULHU lies dreaming.
HAHAHAHAHA. That's ace, that is, and would go well with those Cthulhu slippers that I can't find the link for at the moment.
I think I may have a rather rudimentary sene of humour, but I need to get this one out of my head and back to whatever dark dimension it came from:
So there's this magician on a cruise ship, and he's really quite good. Unfortunately, there's one problem with his act: every time he's about to finish a trick, his pet parrot gives away the secret.
"It's up his sleeve!", it'll say, causing the audience to sigh and wander off. This is quite an annoyance for the poor magician, but he loves his parrot dearly, and so won't do anything about it.
One day, as he's performing his show on deck, there's a rumbling from beneath, and all the squamous, batrachian hordes of sunken Ry'leh pour aboard as the lost continent rises, grab most of the crew for great Cthulhu's snack, knock a hole in the boat, and disappear beneath the waves again. Unaccountably, the magician and his parrot have survived, and are sitting disconsolately on a floating wardrobe. There is silence for a moment, and then the parrot turns to the magician and sqawks
"I give up. How did you do it?" |
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