its true one time i met an old man wandering through a small forest path who claimed to be a son of zeus. He asked a task of me right then. A task he said that I would be rewarded for in luck and long life. I told him that though I would do him no harm for his lies, i doubted his claimed heritage. To prove himself to me that he was indeed of godly blood he did jack off on a rock, which sprang to life and danced about, very clearly pregnant with the seed of an Olympian. I then accepted his quest. But jeez that was an awkward few minutes waiting for him to finish.
its true one time i met an old man wandering through a small forest path who claimed to be a son of zeus. He asked a task of me right then. A task he said that I would be rewarded for in luck and long life. I told him that though I would do him no harm for his lies, i doubted his claimed heritage. To prove himself to me that he was indeed of godly blood he did jack off on a rock, which sprang to life and danced about, very clearly pregnant with the seed of an Olympian. I then accepted his quest. But jeez that was an awkward few minutes waiting for him to finish.
What a story Mark.
Huh. Weirdest encounter I've ever had with an Olympian was that Bacchus got me to drink gin once at a party. Turns out I hate gin.