Tales of the Plush Cthulhu
I’ve had a plush Cthulhu for years.
Bucky Badger keeps him in line.
Don’t eat his soul. I need it intact to hit him up for the alumni fund.
Back at OnRadio, Ward wouldn’t let me bring it into the office. But the company was already cursed, and we could had used an Elder God (albeit evil) on our side.
More like this: disasters, toys.
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