Midnight Pals: Cozy Horror Discourse Continues

Lovecraft: ugh! cozy horror!
Lovecraft: that's the thing i hate the most!
Lovecraft: it's so
Lovecraft: it's
Lovecraft: it's just so!!
Lovecraft: so cozy!!
Lovecraft: reminds me of hygge
Lovecraft: and those degenerate swarthy danes

Angela Carter: i find it interesting that you object to cozy horror, howard
Carter: I'm curious why that is
Carter: is it perhaps because you hate women?
Lovecraft: [sweats] No! Of course not!
Lovecraft: I love women!
Lovecraft: why, the overbearing mother and spinster aunts who raised me are women!

Carter: so you're saying that you don't just hate cozy horror because of women?
Lovecraft: [sweats] of course not!
Lovecraft: I-I hate them because of the italians 

Lovecraft: i have reason to believe that cozy horror is a plot to sneak italian ideas and themes into our literature
Carter: "italian ideas and themes"
Lovecraft: yes
Poe: can we just move on
Carter: no i want to hear these
Carter: "italian ideas and themes"
Barker: yeah i'm with angela on this one

Lovecraft: i'm just saying some of these italian stories sound deceptively cozy
Lovecraft: like "don't torture a duckling"
Lovecraft: or "a quiet place in the country"
Carter:
Barker:
Lovecraft: think about it

Lovecraft: also
Lovecraft: i didn't want to say anything
Lovecraft: but have you looked around this campfire lately?
Lovecraft: i have reason to believe that some of the new arrivals
Lovecraft: might be of the
Barker: of the what howard
Lovecraft:
Barker: c'mon say it howard

Lovecraft: i didn't want to say anything
Lovecraft: but have you seen dario argento
Barker: oh?
Lovecraft: i think he's a little
Lovecraft: [imitates Italian pinched fingers gesture]

Lovecraft: i think dario might be italian
Barker: whoa damn big if true
Barker: what makes you say that
Dario Argento: eyyy wottsa matta for you
Argento: whenna da knife hit you eye lika big pizza pie
Argento: that's giallo!!! ayyyyy!
Lovecraft: i just have a hunch

Mary Shelley: alright we're done with all this shit
Shelley: fuckin sick of this cozy horror discourse
Shelley: which one of you lot started all this
Joe Koch:

Shelley: i'm fuckin looking at you joe
Koch: [sweats]
Koch: i-it was an accident
Koch: it was supposed to be a thing of beauty!
Koch: not this monstrosity!

Koch: it was swirling nuescence in the proturberent void
Koch: effervescent carcossa, pus dribblets on the cheeks of God!
Shelley: don't try to fuckin confuse me
Shelley: you won't get outta this so easy this time!