I tweeted this yesterday. It’s still making me laugh. From McSweeney’s, “Selections from HP Lovecraft’s Brief Tenure as a Whitman’s Sampler Copywriter.” I can’t even pick a favorite, although I’m especially partial to this one:

Toffee Nugget

Few men dare ask the question “What is toffee, exactly?” All those who have investigated this substance are now either dead or insane.

Speaking of Lovecraft, we recently watched the silent film, The Call of Cthulu. It’s quite entertaining.

West’s previous failed proposals include requiring the high school band to perform the tuneless flute songs of the blind idiot god Azathoth and offering art students instruction in the carving of morbid and obscene fetishes from otherworldly media.

Several parents attending the meeting were not impressed by West’s outburst.

“Last month, he wanted us to change the high school’s motto from ‘Many Kinds of Excellence’ to ‘Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn,'” PTA member Cathy Perry said. “I asked if it was Latin, and he said that it was the eldritch tongue of Shub- Niggurath, the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young. I don’t know from eldritch tongues, but I’m not sure that’s such a good idea.”