Scott:
*summons great cthulhu*
James:
What? No, no! You can't just invite guests over without telling me! The place is a pigsty, and we don't have any biscuits, and the liquor cabinet is a bit dry, and... oh god, I haven't done my hair!
Could you take Cthulhu to the pub for an hour or so while I do a quick cleanup and pop down to the supermarket? I'd be mortified if he saw the place in its current state...
Scott:
*down at the pub*
Me: yah know, Keegan isn't going to be able to drag Newcastle out of its slump
Cthulhu: F--cking Newcastle board couldn't find its arse with a billion screaming demonic newborn. Its not like it used to be in the good old days, when we'd wander down to the football from the pub and cheer our boys on, then wander home via Shammi's All Night Soul Kebab van...
James:
Many drinks later...
Cthulhu: Gotta go for a slash.
*slowly and carefully, Cthulhu drags himself to his feet*
Cthulhu: The Great Lord Cthulhu has risen! *giggle*
*falls over*
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