Socrates: We Are In A Kind Of Prison, And Must Not Free Ourselves Or Run Away.

Socrates: “We are in a kind of prison, and must not free ourselves or run away.”

Also Socrates: *commits suicide*

'The Phynodderree and other Legends of the Isle of Man' by Edward Allow illustrated by W. J. Watson, 1882.

Shit, now I'm getting ideas...

Perseus: ...and then I'm going to turn that dirty old man into a stone statue at the wedding with your help.

Medusa: Why, so you can fuck with the bride?

Perseus: What the- Ew, no! She's my mother!

Medusa: Never say never.

Perseus: I'm coming...

Medusa: Yeah, that's what Oedipus said too.

*laugh track*

Perseus: I could be a great king.

Medusa: And I could be a great hand model.

*laugh track*

Perseus: Can you please stop singing? It's 3am already and you're giving me a headache.

Medusa: You left me with a headache since we've met for the first time.

Perseus: Look, I'm sorry but...

*Medusa starts singing again*

Perseus: Can you at least tell me why are you singing?

Medusa: A singer taught me once. Now I'm singing every time I remember him.

Perseus: Why, what happened to him?

Medusa: He's a rock star now.

Perseus: But that doesn’t sound so ba- Nevermind, I see what you mean now.

*laugh track*

Medusa: Why is that hot chick chained to a rock?

Perseus: She's going to be eaten by a sea rabbit predator, so I'm going to save her.

Medusa: So that you'll eat her first. Got it!

Perseus: ...

Perseus: What?

Medusa: Nevermind.

Perseus: Okay.

Medusa: That reminds me of the days when Poseidon used to chain me as well.

Perseus: Medusa, please...

Medusa: Sometimes he would turn into a horse...

Perseus: Medusa, we have to kill a monster now.

Medusa: ...and suddenly, his enormous fifth leg...

Perseus: MEDUSA!

Medusa: ...and that's how Pegasus was conceived.

Perseus: ...

Perseus: I regret beheading you sometimes.

*laugh track*

Medusa: You know what?

Perseus: What?

Medusa: We two should form a rock band.

Perseus: Please, no...

Medusa: We need a name. How about Talking Heads?

Perseus: Already taken.

Medusa: The Rolling Stones?

Perseus: Also taken.

Medusa: Medussy and Persassy.

Perseus: ...

Medusa: So you agree with me. Yay!

I saw someone saying that instead of having Perseus and Medusa being either enemies or lovers (or both), it would be a cool idea if Medusa's head would somehow still be alive and talk, and they two would form some sort of a comedic duo, where Perseus tries to say something important and Medusa's head interrupts him all the time with ironic remarks, followed by laugh tracks.

While I'm not a big fan of the concept, it would be a funny idea that would manage to keep both of them sympathetic and likeable.

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When I was thirteen I didn't know that Cronus turned into a horse in order to sleep with a nymph without Rhea's knowledge (hence how Chiron was conceived), and for one reason or another I had for a very long time the impression that Cronus fell one day, accidentally ejaculated on earth (Gaia) and this is how Chiron appeared.

The worst part is that this is Greek Mythology, so it's not like it's impossible.

RIP Cronus, You Would've Loved "Eat Your Young" by Hozier.