In the dimly lit chambers of the forgotten, the wisest of the ancient ones foretold us of impending doom.
A time of great reckoning, a time of great cheese.
They spoke of a calamity that would befall us all, a calamity of:
- Excessive use of Comic Sans
- Unending meetings of middle management
- Unsustainable coffee consumption
And so, we tremble with foreboding, as the ancient ones foretold.
For more visions of doom, visit: The Ancient Ones
Or perhaps you'd rather read about the more recent, Modern Forebodings?