I Think I Must Be Japanese
I think I must be Japanese. It’s the only explanation that makes any sense for why I am completely obsessed with tentacles. I think I also read a bit too much H. P. Lovecraft growing up and possibly read a few too many manga comics. These things warp the brain of a young introverted man during his formative years.
Of all the Lovecraftian monsters my favorite by far is the Shoggoth. A giant protoplasmic monstrosity constantly forming and reforming eyes, organs, and tentacles. And weirdly it keeps shrieking “tekeli-li!” in a high pitched voice.
Look, I do love my Lovecraft stories, but “Tekeli-li!?” There is nothing LESS scary than that.
That’s like being in a zombie apocalypse scenario and the zombies, instead of moaning and screaming “Brains!” instead burp and shout “I’m Fluffy!” in a Bugs Bunny voice. Check that. The more I think about that the more scary it becomes. So maybe I’m wrong. Maybe “Tekeli-li!” is actually terrifying and I don’t realize it.