Writing Is Like A Sport.

Silena Appeared Out Of The Woods, Her Sword Drawn. Her Aphrodite Armour Was Pink And Red, Colour Coordinated To Match Her Clothes And Makeup. She Looked Like Guerilla Warfare Barbie.

Maybe If He Did Really Well They'd Give Him Some Mouldy Apples.

Blowfish, Did You Say?" "ah, No. Blofis, Actually." "oh, I See," Poseidon Said. "a Shame. I Quite Like Blowfish.

Life Is Only Precious Because It Ends, Kid.

Yes I Remember My Sixteenth." Vitellius Said "wonderful Omen! Happily Chicken In My Underpants." "excuse Me.