Welcome to... Out Behind The Saloon

[Hammer of Los]

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Love the sig Gnomad!

Can I still call you Pengy?

Bow to Guru Pengy!

Remember T Shirt!

Ha ha ha.

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[Hammer of Los]

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Gotta go!

Miserable muggle wants da computer!

I get money, she move out, leave me be!

Then I Free!

I Prisoner!

And I Sentry!

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[Gnomad]

You can call me whatever you like, dear.

Edit: It is 3.30 in the morning and the sun is starting to rise

Summer.

[Gnomad]

^^ !

[Hammer of Los]

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Let the Revels Begin!

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[Hammer of Los]

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Truly Pengy you are a wise bird.

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[Hammer of Los]

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Well?

Who wouldst consult with Hermaphroditus?

Hermaphroditus calls you to a riddle contest.

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[Hammer of Los]

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You never best Hermaphroditus.

You on slopes of Olympus now!

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[Hammer of Los]

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I'm sure I saw Damon Helstrom lurking round here earlier.

Let's see some great new avatars, guys!

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[Hammer of Los]

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I do it for you!

For all of you!

I love you all!

Fear not!

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[Hammer of Los]

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Most especially...

Ah.

Hermaphroditus wants to keep his secrets.

Poor Hermaphroditus.

He very sad.

He still drowned.

In the mere.

Who will let poor Hermaphroditus free?

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[Hammer of Los]

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Sure is quiet out here.

Is that a pin dropping?

Or an elephant stomping?

The hour has grown late.

The mists part.

The scene is the lower slopes of Mt Olympus.

Here we meet Hermaphroditus.

He very sad.

He trapped and lonely.

He cannot get out.

He in a bind.

But he greatest poet!

Ever lived!

Already proven!

Say it not so!

Say it not so!

I defy thee to say Hermaphroditus not the greatest poet ever lived!

But he tires of writing.

He care not to speak of the Way.

For he son of the gods themselves.

Do not mock him.

He suffers mockery every day of his life that you cannot conceive.

He takes it upon himself!

The Fool!

But he not just poet.

He also riddler.

Who dares pit themselves against fair Hermaphroditus, Son of Gods!

Who?

Come!

I dare thee!

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[Hammer of Los]

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It's a Garden Party! Oh! Please! Do Come!

It's Peart.

Not Pert.

Was that deliberate?

God bless Neil Peart!

If you travel to the very top of the staircase, you might meet the oracle too."

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[Hammer of Los]

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Hermaphroditus is lonely on Mt Ida.

Why don't you say hello?

Why do you not speak to him?

He very sad.

He not harm you.

He harmless.

Couldn't harm a fly even if he tried.

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[Hammer of Los]

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Eye tell jah wad dough.

Id's a larf a minit 'ere in de elysian fields.

"If you had the ring, would you use it?"

Of course you fucking would!

Ha ha ha.

How's that for a punchline?

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