Open at your own risk [spoiler]I sat on the couch with my jar of peanut butter/lubricant, when I felt the great bellowing of a terrible monster shake my core all the way down to my loins. Suddenly it tore away my roof and made itself was known, the great and mighty Cthulhu looked down at me. I looked up at him with the intent to ask for his insurance information but was driven to blissful insanity instead. While I my mind was beginning to understand the profound new information, the dark lord took me to his dank shack in the nightmare realm, and began his tentacular assault. As the eons passed in my mind I came to grasp with its new place and I was able to perceive the dark lords weakness. I awoke to his slimy love and realized I was not the only one he had brought to his love shack baby, love shack. And so I waited for the right time to struck hoping the others would have the same knowledge as me. He thought me immobile, but just as his weakness was exposed my erection sprang forward. He uttered his last words "I've seen enough hentai to know where this was going." Just then mein gherkin poked him in the eye, and he exploded in blood, and the words "PREY SLAUGHTERED" read in the air. I was not alone in this effort and many of the survivors approached me. One, wearing a weird ass Victorian trench coat and a torn hat said, "thanks I've been playing with my bells all day trying to get somebody who knew how to beat this guy." We then returned to our worlds, and I mourned the loss of my spilt jar of peanut butter. By Troy the Unggoy[/spoiler]