I bought a Cthulhu backpack doll for my son at an event. He loved it so much at only 1yr 6mnths. It’s was the first toy he ever named, which he named Hynch. My wife decided to take it to her work, at a high school. One of her students stole it under the pretense of grabbing it when my wife forgot it. BULL! I tried to explain to my wife why I thought it was stolen, based on my experience with psychology and criminology. Also, I was raised in the streets. My wife didn’t believe me and made it sound like I was being crazy. 6 months later and it’s the holidays. I decide that my wife is never going to resolve the issue even though I keep bringing it up. She just snaps at me while accusing me of being a grouch. The nerve of this woman! I bought a replacement from Vampire Freaks despite my wife saying she searched far and wide on the internet for it. For having a master’s degree she’s not very resilient. The day before the new Hynch aka Cthulhu arrived, my wife admitted that I was right. I just stuck my snoot in the air at her and walked away. My son is so excited to have Hynch back in the family and Hynch has taught him the ways of the Dark Realm. If my wife tells me I’m crazy one more time, I just may need to take some lessons from Hynch myself to send my wife to Oblivion. Thank you Vampire Freaks!