Monday, March 28, 2005

My roommate and girlfriend are both horribly sick. One I share a whole house with, the other I share my bed with. Both are on prescriptions.

I have no insurance, and can't afford drugs without it.

This could be bad.

I just keep praying to Zeus almighty that I can avoid this. Please, please, please Zeus, I would really appreciate the favor. I don't have the money for a decent sacrifice either, but how about an I.O.U. ?

I wonder if The Gods are willing to bargain.

Of if it's even wise to try. Hmmm....

Zeus: An I.O.U?!?! You gotta be frickin' kidding me. HERMES! HERMES?! Come here now!

Hermes: Oh yes, my most great and powerful lord of--

Zeus: Cram it, Speedy! There's some kid on earth asking me for favors and trying to stick me with the tab. Take him this slip of paper.

Dearest Mortal,

Know that I am a busy deity and your request was processed in the order in which it was received. I have heard your cries and listened with great patience. In reply I have enclosed a lovely flesh-eating bacteria. This letter is covered in it.

Have a nice day.
Z

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