fond of the
Printable View
fond of the
simple pleasures of
slippery, willing nymphs
and their ability
to experience multiple
unapproved work stoppages
for jet skis.
But ultimately, Zeus
held a very
tense conference with
his personal assistant
about potential new
ways to get
his freak on.
"Sir, I don't
have any idea
what the hell
you even want
from me. Could
you show me
a list of
...," the assistant paused, "
...actually, I probably
can figure it
out on my
own," he mused.
The gender-bending
deity offered up
a portfolio of
decidedly non-pornographic depictions
of nymphs at
play in a
McDonald's ball pit.
And then barked:
"Bring me the
largest, most overgrown
bilberry bushes ever!"
Unfortunately for the
narrative flow of
this bizarre thread,
Zeus was fictional.
And yet, there
he was, standing
he was, just
standing. The bastard.
In a puff
of hookah smoke,
Cheech and Chong
high-fived Zeus
, instantly explaining his