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This is not an untypical conversation between me and my friend Jeff.1
Jeff: Oh, the dreams of longing stars.
Me: Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn
Jeff: Uh…biddy bah bah. <blinks>
Me: You betcha!.
Jeff: I have to say that Cthulhu is getting a little overexposed. He may want to talk with his publicist about that.
Me: He got typecast. You always see him as the “wacky neighbour” on sitcoms, but that’s about all he does any more
Jeff: Well, I knew he played Wilson on Home Improvement
Me: Yeah. Beginning of the end, really
Jeff: Wasn’t he Carlton the Doorman too?
Me: And of course, who can forget “The Gooch” on Diff’rent Strokes?
Jeff: And Mr. Dalliard on “A Bit of Fry and Laurie’
Me: And Vera Peterson on Cheers
Jeff: I’d forgotten about that one. Good memory!2
There’s a reason we’ve been friends since we were 12.3
Yes, this is from the start of the conversation. That’s how we tend to start conversations. Roll with it. ↩
If any of my artist friends want to try and run with one of these, have at it! ↩
Aside form the fact that, even then, we were the only ones who would put up with us. ↩
Mirrored from Home of the Autographed Cat.
