A hook-bone rising from my food

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The weather today was fairly cacky, so I decided that - given my 25 minute cycle ride across Reading - it was time to break out the big guns. I looked for my woolly hat.

And, sadly, didn't find it. However, ChrisC stepped into the breach and lent me his fleecey hat, which did a very good job of keeping the filthy drizzle off me.

Now I look inside it, I see the label: Handmade in Squamish

I've been wearing a cthuloid hat. I didn't even notice the tentacles. I suppose they've entered my brain now :(

Comments

Re: Good and ungood

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Nothing with that many tentacles can be right or proper.

Brewski could be poured out as libation before the Elder Gods if appropriate, but I, for one, do not wish to engage in symbiosis. Or indeed meeting, if at all possible.