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December 3, 2007

From The Comments: shinjukri

Mitchell's unease increased in tempo with the Client's tentacle slapping.
Was It impatient? Hard to tell with no eye contact (discouraged, for
mental health reasons).

Supernatural Endorsements was the ass-end of Metaphysical Marketing's very
diverse holdings, but after his last fiasco (Vacation Dis: Take the
Fifth!) he couldn't be too choosy.

But the Great Old Ones account quite unmanned him. (The ill-received
Cthulhu For Tang promotion from the '60s was legendary.)

So maybe he rushed the closer...

And our motto: With the Snoozy-Rest mattress, it's "R'lyeh to bed,
R'lyeh to rise..."

Mitchell's screams of evisceration echoed across three alternate dimensions.

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