Some guys have all the luck. They get to kill monsters, rescue beautiful maidens, find out they're related to Zeus, and do push-ups all day with a little hairy half-goat guy screaming at them. Wish I had that kind of luck.

If the River Styx is where people lose their memories as they enter the Underworld, what happens to their ... uh, I forget what I was going to say. Let's talk about something else.

You can fly a Pegasus to water, but you can't make him sink.

Ever notice how it's the little thunderbolts that sting the worst?

If all I ever do is fly around and walk on clouds, why do I need to wear sandals?

You're probably wondering why a God like me has to wear glasses. Well, that's a good point.

They say music is the most truthful expression of the soul. So why do I play something called a lyre?

Just because a helmet has wings doesn't mean it can fly all by itself. Besides, where would it go -- the Helmet Airport?

If an olive falls off the tree and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound?