Can this still be real or just some crazy dream?

No, this was the still-dry, uncooked stuff. I'd gone to take some out to cook it, and the space thus created revealed Cthulhu, scowling up at me with his cross little face. You've no idea how much malevolence can emanate from something so small.

It was probably his resemblance to spaghetti that enabled him to hide there, though:)
 
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Black Abyss Babe said:
No, this was the still-dry, uncooked stuff. I'd gone to take some out to cook it, and the space thus created revealed Cthulhu, scowling up at me with his cross little face. You've no idea how much malevolence can emanate from something so small.

It was probably his resemblance to spaghetti that enabled him to hide there, though:)
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Cthulhu spaghetti could actually make for a very interesting dish.

Spaghetti + a little Cthulhu in the middle made out of gnocchi + insanity sauce (marinara + hot sauce) = YUMMY BRAIN DEATH
 
A quick Google images search for "cthulhu food" turns up some, er, interesting results (oh, that and that someone has nicked my HP sauce joke :grumble: ...)
 
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A quick Google images search for "cthulhu food" turns up some, er, interesting results (oh, that and that someone has nicked my HP sauce joke :grumble: ...)
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Those bastards! Damn internet.

As for the food:
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That's adorable. This...

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...is just downright unsettling.
 
I had a dream this night which involved me going through stomach surgery, then witnessing an airliner crash immediately afterward. Seriously, WTF?
 
I had a dream about having an exam in historical linguistics. I was not ready for it and was terrified that I wouldn't be able to come up with anything to write, so I locked myself in the toilet and waited for the exam to be over.
 
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Exams are a common nightmare for me. I usually discover I've missed an entire term of literature classes and have an exam the next day which is crucial for my degree.
 
Yes, I sometimes dream of my maths exam. A recurring nightmare is that my degree is reviewed and I have to take it again. It really is a nightmare to me.
 
I dreamt that my computer screen was coming apart, like it was melting and I was trying to hold it together, but first the frame kinda melted unto the table and then the screen was bending outwards and melting....it was very weird.
 
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That's really cool, Brig. What a daring escape you made!

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