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Cthulhu went for a drive in the wrong redneck town, when suddenly, he was pulled over.
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| Officer, is there a problem? I wasn't speeding. I showed you my license and registration. | |
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| You don't look like you're from around here, boy. Besides, I found a pound of coke in your trunk. | |
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| You planted that there! Why won't people just let me be? | |
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| Get in the car, you fucking freak, and don't give me no sob storries like you're an Elder God or anything. | |
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After a short drive, the cop stopped for a bite to eat. Cthulhu, too, was getting hungry.
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| Silly bastard, trying to drive in a suit like that. | |
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| You'll hold me over to lunch. Silly cop, why couldn't you have had a K9? | |
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