I was swimming in the Gulf of Mexico when Poseidon, the God of All Water, joined me.
I asked if Poseidon liked his job. He said he missed the early simpler days when he was just in charge of making water circle as it went down the drain.
I said that I was feeling like crap because I had just been fired from my waiter job for eating the remains of an apple pie on a dirty plate in the dish-room.
Poseidon created a mighty whirlpool, and spun me around rapidly until I started to laugh.
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