It had been raining that day. April showers bring May flowers and all that shit but fuck all if it wasn't cold. He was going to get sick he just knew it. He must be crazy to be out in this weather.
As he stood he couldn't help but think of all who had gone before him. Were they happy? Would they all be happy or would some be heartbroken?
"Hey Mister. What are you doing?"
"How many times have I told you not to talk to strangers Timmy? Now come along."
He had seen the look in her eye that told him that she thought he was crazy too. The man thought for a while about how they probably had more sense than he did. They got to go home to their cozy little home and eat their warm apple pie. Mmm... pie...
Sounds of Ares beating on his drum reached the man. He looked in the sky to the east and saw the storm rolling in. It would be a doozy and there was no doubt that Zeus would be up to his tricks.
This truly was trying his patience. He was not Poseidon and did not enjoy water all that much. He had hoped to be inside before the storm hit. Oh but this would be worth it. It had to be. It just had to.
He had made it. The man was soaking wet and he squelched when he walked. He had been there through it all. He had seen the battles with the gods and journeyed through space. Now he could be likened to a druggie who needed his fix.
"I'll take one please."
"Sorry." the cashier told him "We just sold the last 2 WiiKS."
The Kevin Sorbo fan walked dejectedly out of the store. His only thoughts:
'All this for a limited edition Wii? Should have just bought the damned thing online.'