From my gaming board's books and cooking subforum
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Originally Posted by Pickerel {View Post}
I'm Just Here for More Food by Alton Brown
and
The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories by H P Lovecraft
This means I easily have time to finish off my current reading, I'm Just Here for the Food, in time to pick up some new baking skills from the new book by gaming night this Saturday! And I will have the Lovecraft book for train reading.
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Reply From: Backspace
Subject: Be Careful
Under no circumstances should you attempt to cook any of the recipes you find in the Lovecraft book.
We tried one once in college. Got some beans, some beef, a few black candles and this bit of driftwood we found at the shore with an odd symbol on it... you know, for flavor...
The thing that slithered out of the sink ripped off my roomate's arm and actually pulled my then-gf down the drain. RIGHT DOWN THE DRAIN. Lots of wet, snapping sounds.... That and that gurgling, somehow human laugh.... "hehe...Cthulhu Fhtagn!
Cthulhu Fhtagn!
Cthulhu Fhtagn!
Cthulhu Fhtagn!
Cthulhu Fhtagn!
Cthulhu Fhtagn!"
Even after the police inquiry, we were all at odds over what had happened. The local constable had a hard time pinpointing any real cause of death for my GF. In fact, other than a few hairs around the drain, there wasn't much evidence. They put us up in a hotel while they went over the scene, bit by bit...
The constable was so dumbfounded he came back alone one night. Peering into the drain, he glimpsed a sudden flash of green, eldritch light.
Waking up on the floor a few hours later, he naturally assumed he'd hit his head on the cupboard over the sink and knocked himself silly.
Heading home with trembling hands, he arrived and sat in his favorite chair near the telly, volume turned down, tumbler of Glenfiddich in his hand.
That's when the drain in HIS kitchen began to laugh. It was a wet laugh. A hungry laugh.
Originally Posted by Pickerel {View Post}
I'm Just Here for More Food by Alton Brown
and
The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories by H P Lovecraft
This means I easily have time to finish off my current reading, I'm Just Here for the Food, in time to pick up some new baking skills from the new book by gaming night this Saturday! And I will have the Lovecraft book for train reading.
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Reply From: Backspace
Subject: Be Careful
Under no circumstances should you attempt to cook any of the recipes you find in the Lovecraft book.
We tried one once in college. Got some beans, some beef, a few black candles and this bit of driftwood we found at the shore with an odd symbol on it... you know, for flavor...
The thing that slithered out of the sink ripped off my roomate's arm and actually pulled my then-gf down the drain. RIGHT DOWN THE DRAIN. Lots of wet, snapping sounds.... That and that gurgling, somehow human laugh.... "hehe...Cthulhu Fhtagn!
Cthulhu Fhtagn!
Cthulhu Fhtagn!
Cthulhu Fhtagn!
Cthulhu Fhtagn!
Cthulhu Fhtagn!"
Even after the police inquiry, we were all at odds over what had happened. The local constable had a hard time pinpointing any real cause of death for my GF. In fact, other than a few hairs around the drain, there wasn't much evidence. They put us up in a hotel while they went over the scene, bit by bit...
The constable was so dumbfounded he came back alone one night. Peering into the drain, he glimpsed a sudden flash of green, eldritch light.
Waking up on the floor a few hours later, he naturally assumed he'd hit his head on the cupboard over the sink and knocked himself silly.
Heading home with trembling hands, he arrived and sat in his favorite chair near the telly, volume turned down, tumbler of Glenfiddich in his hand.
That's when the drain in HIS kitchen began to laugh. It was a wet laugh. A hungry laugh.