I’m not sure how comfortable I’d be wrapping my baby up in the arms of Cthulhu. Crocheted or not. Who knows, maybe the common conception of Cthulhu as a monster is incorrect. Maybe he’s just a misunderstood daycare employee.
Still, something about Cthulhu makes me hesitant to trust the fictional creature with a child. I’m pretty sure it’s the tentacles. Tentacles aren’t exactly a characteristic that scream trust.
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