Sometimes you have awesome room mates. My room mate knit me a red and black octopus. I named her "Rosa Luxembourg the Anarchtopus." Instead of being beaten and thrown into a river, this Rosa was beaten and thrown onto dry land. The fascist octopuses* are rough.
*Why not octopi? Because were not speaking Latin. And octopus isn't a second-declension neuter noun. It isn't even Latin. It's Greek. So if you wanted to pluralize it pretentiously, it would be octopodes. Me? I'm sticking with octopuses. Don't get me started on "mongoose."