#sofunnyomg

It is singed by Hera while she's reflecting on her history with Zeus through time and thinking to herself is she was a fool to allow herself to marry him (wich acording to the myth she had to, because Zeus SA her impregnating her with Ares or Hepheastus and she couldnt allow herself to birth a kid out of wedlock). But at the same time thinking to herself if she was a fool to think that Zeus would change for her. Only to realized that he would never changed for her because he didnt want to change for his lovers. So why he should be changing for Hera?

Hera stopped loving him a long long time ago, but the hate and the resentment is still there. So she decides that she won't love him anymore instead she would continue to kill and ruin lifes of other women that dared to love him only for the absence of those women haunt him forever. Because she knows that not even the most gruesome or the most dishonorable of deaths that she could experience would make him feel haunted by her.

Musste mir aufgrund zu kurzer Arme (es lag definitiv NICHT an zu kurzen Beinen!) vom freundlichen Supermarktmitarbeiter eine Flasche Erwachsenenlimonade aus dem Regal herunterreichen lassen. Er gibt mir die Flasche, sieht ein bisschen väterlich dabei aus, und fragt “...Eine reicht?!”. Ich überlege eine kurze Weile, ob ich mich tatsächlich zu einem “Ich hoffe es!” hinreißen lassen soll, sage dann aber doch nur “Mmmnnnnjoooar.”

Oh mannomann, der Supermarkt, Zentrum meines außeruniversitären Soziallebens - was mir da schon alles passiert ist! Ha. Ha. Wie zum Beispiel dieser unheimlich witzige Moment, als der Pfandflaschenautomat mir ein autoritäres “Allgemeine Ablehnung” entgegenblinkte. Ha.