This terrifying sculpture is titled “Lovecraft Tormented“. Really? I never would have guessed that by reading his books. They always seemed so light and happy to me. I guess I’ll have stop reading his books to the folks at the mental hospital that I volunteer at. Sure, they cry and ask me to stop. And occasionally see Cthulu break through the wall like the Kool-Aid man, but that’s just because they’re cray cray. Right? Nah. Can’t be the books.
Cthulhuuuuuuu! Cthulhu where are youuuuuuu? See what I did there? That was the Call of Cthulhu. It’s a one man play that I just wrote. I kinda just gave the whole thing away for free, but that’s okay. I know I can take this thing to Broadway.