Homer's Odyssey/Book I
Tell me, O muse, of that ingenious hero who travelled far and wide after he had sacked the famous town of Troy. Many cities did he visit, and many were the nations with whose manners and customs he was acquainted; moreover he suffered much by sea while trying to save his own life and bring his men safely home; but do what he might he could not save his men, for they perished through their own sheer folly in eating the cattle of the Sun-god Hyperion; so the god prevented them from ever reaching home. Tell me, too, about all these things, O daughter of Jove, from whatsoever source you may know them.
|
How the fuck did I get here?
|
Hey Homer!
|
God damn it Calypso, I wanna go back to Ithaca.
|
It's a beautiful night, we're looking for something dumb to do...
|
This is dumb-
|
Hey baby, I think I wanna marry you!
|
Is this seriously some fucking Bruno Mars karaoke?
|
Is it the look in your eyes?
|
Uhh-
|
Or is it this dancing juice?
|
*slurping on apple juice*
|
Who cares, baby? I think I wanna-
|
Calypso, let Homer go or I'll smite Atlantis again.
|
Oh thank goodness.
|
OMG... Is that really, like, you, Homer? You're back in Ithaca after so many years?
|
Not on my watch.
|
 | This article is a work in progress. ...Well, all the articles here are, in a way. But this one moreso, and the article may contain incomplete information and editor's notes. |