Unfortunately — or perhaps fortunately — the cultists’ attempt to summon Uth-hork K’bonng, Celestial Traveler from Beyond Space and Time and Ever-Hungering Devourer of Souls, could produce only P’tarr, Unholy Devourer of Vegetable Gardens.

Lettuce prey, Andrew Y.

Hmph, it appears that my library privileges have been revoked. Never again shall I escape into the realms of fiction, then return to the sobering facts of history. No longer will I spend hours pondering the mysteries of the cosmos, the conundrums of philosophy, or the never-ending search for Waldo. That’s what I loved about books; they give you so much to chew on.

Flora, the librarian, by Tjflex2