Cthulhu has no butt,and consequently no butthole in which to stick cords.He said so Himself.
Steam can suck my ass
Cthulhu seconds that notion... although Cthulhu would preferably change the wording... since Cthulhu has more sensible notions than having an entity inhale something out of a hole that Cthulhu does not possess.
I believe Cthulhu has giant humanwheels that provide Him with the power to project thought on the Internets.Humanwheels are like hamster wheels,only with humans running in there.Butt-naked most likely,so that Cthulhu can get freaky with the pretty ones and then pretend to not know why His internet went down.
He drives a Fiat Apocalypso that does 5000 miles to the soul,which He daily drives to the Underworld and back.There,after extracting His daily toll from Kate Beckinsale,He proceeds to choose the souls which will be consumed in His reservoir the next day.
It is believed His only weakness is actually Kate Beckinsale,whose presence He cannot endure in length,lest hints of affection show and His power is tainted.
He is even believed to have bound Sydonai to a desolate rock,and each day He consumes his liver.During the night,his liver regenerates so that Cthulhu can feast on it again.
Legend has it that a brave Templar will one day redeem Sydonai from his endless torment.Said Templar will have to be a pretty young butt-naked female Templar running in His Internet-powering humanwheels,so she can sneak on Him when His guard is down.
Or was it underpants...The translation is a bit tricky.