Cleaning out my spam-box today, I had one from the lovely address of greatoldfatones@XXXX.com. I don't even know what the spam was about. I was laughing too hard picturing Cthulhu and Nyarlathotep with potbellies, kicking back on a couch with one hand down the pants like Al Bundy.
"Yeah, back in my day *BELCH* I useta have all kinda followers. Men, women, children... though those usually got sacrificed, y'know. Everybodday feared me! They even came up with this lil' chant for me, "Ia! Ia! Cthulhu..." ah, I can't remmemmer. Point is, they LOVED me, man. *BRAP* Did I ever tell you I was a quarterback in high school? Pass me anutther onea them brewskies, willya?"