After you stick your finger into it, push the plate to the floor and demand a peanut butter and jelly sandwich

"Sacred Oven Mitts of Casseroliness."

LOL.

Trix.

I already like the sound of this. I hope you update at some point soon, because your dry sense of humour is already reeling me in, and I've only read the first rather short chapter! Your writing is good as well, and I look forward to more of it in the future.

Trix.

I wonder if that's what Karen Carpenter had to deal with.

I wonder if there is a god for athiesm, that would be ironic.

Does the Abol Yug name have Lovecraftian connotations?