GravyFingerz
Gravymancer
Little Janey: Daddy, look what a cultist on the street gave me!
Daddy: Now Janey, what have I told you about accepting gifts from strange cultists?
Little Janey: But daddy, he gave me a new breakfast cereal that brings the unimaginable horrors of the Cthulhu mythos to my breakfast table.
Daddy: Really now?
Little Janey: Yes, it's called Myth-o's. It's got blue Cthulhu's, red Nyarlathotep's, and yellow Hastur's! It's all part of a mentally unbalanced breakfast.
Daddy gouges out his eyeballs and screams maniacally.
Little Janey: Silly daddy, Myth-o's are for kids ... because adults go insane and commit suicide.
Daddy: Now Janey, what have I told you about accepting gifts from strange cultists?
Little Janey: But daddy, he gave me a new breakfast cereal that brings the unimaginable horrors of the Cthulhu mythos to my breakfast table.
Daddy: Really now?
Little Janey: Yes, it's called Myth-o's. It's got blue Cthulhu's, red Nyarlathotep's, and yellow Hastur's! It's all part of a mentally unbalanced breakfast.
Daddy gouges out his eyeballs and screams maniacally.
Little Janey: Silly daddy, Myth-o's are for kids ... because adults go insane and commit suicide.
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