BOB and DOUG:Cthulhu-loo coo coo-loo coo! Cthulhu-loo coo coo loo coo!
BOB: Good day, eh? I'm Bob McKenzie and this is my brother, Doug.
DOUG: How's it going eh? Welcome to The Great White North!
BOB: Today on the show we're gonna talk about the Great Old Ones, eh?
DOUG: I had some old Molson's eh? In stubbies.
They were great old ones until they went all skunky eh?
BOB: Take off you hosehead! We're not talkin' about beer eh?
DOUG: Why not eh? I'm out. Gimme another, you hoser!
BOB: Here you go eh!
BOB: So like today we're lookin' at this book, the Necronomicon.
Where'd it go eh?
DOUG: That leather book? I took it to the john eh? We're outta TP.
BOB: TAKE OFF! You didn't open it, didja, hosehead?
DOUG: Like, I had to use a couple of pages eh?
The room shakes. The floor begins to crack. Beer spills1.
BOB: Like that's all the time we have today eh? See you next week!
DOUG: Good day eh?
Tentacles begin to writhe through the crack on the floor. One wraps around a two four and hauls it into the depths. Doug leaps after it.
BOB: Give back our brew you ancient hoser!
Bob adjusts his toque and leaps after Doug. The room collapses. Fade to black.
1. This is the horror part, hosehead.