HAPPY APRIL 1st, i wrote a fic about the suez canal fiasco bc it's still the funniest thing that's ever happened. synopsis is "grumpy gods from different mythologies argue over whose job it is to unstick the goddamn boat"
real actual quotes from this fic:
Ishtar was six thousand years old, which was approximately too-fucking-old to be dealing with this nonsense.
(She wasn’t certain what, precisely, an Email was, but She liked the sound of it.)
An outrageously muscled man burst into the room, trailed nervously by a tornado. The man had a trident and very little in the way of clothes; the tornado was dripping onto the carpet.
Poseidon gestured helplessly at the giant sea serpent, which was wagging its tail.
YOU WANT TO...SLITHER. UP THE SUEZ CANAL.
The three faces stared guiltily up at Her. Well, two of them looked guilty. The third was a crocodile.
"Am I telling you Osiris engineered Brexit? I’m not telling you Osiris didn’t engineer Brexit."
