His Magnificent Eviltude Fluff the Plush Cthulhu has just flown down the stairs to complain that He is unable to post a comment here, and that the only explanation LJ can come up with is the rather Zen ".".

I am therefore taking dictation on His behalf:

"It is a most dreadful liberty they are taking with you! My minions have not dared bathe Me, but they sometimes douse Me in something called "Febreze". It is horrid stuff that smells of flowers and not Cthulhu."