Did you just eat Cthulhu?

I bought a chunk of octopus tentacle the other day, intent on putting it in my noodle soup.  A little soy sauce, some miso paste, some fish cakes, and my dinner is more or less ready to go.

As I sit there waiting for my soup to cool, I can see it, lurking in the depths.  It occurs to me that maybe I should have sliced it up before putting it in, since my imagination was now conjuring up all sorts of scenarios in which the octopus tentacle tries to fight its way out of my mouth, using its suckers to cling on for dear life to my throat, or something.  It also occurs to me that I was perhaps being a bit hypocritical, since I would feel absolutely no qualms about fighting my way out of the mouth of something that was trying to eat me (luckily, that hasn't happened too often).

I definitely regretted not cutting it up as I took a bite.  Since it came already steamed, the meat was rather tough and chewy.  The suckers, though, were a bit crunchy, and did not try to kill me as I ate it.

To be honest, if the package hadn't been labeled octopus, I would honestly have had no idea what kind of tentacled monster I was sticking into my mouth.  For all I knew, I could have been eating chunks of Cthulhu - which, I suppose, would not be very good for your health.  Then again, who knows until you actually try some?  I don't think Cthulhu would approve, though.