Maximus Gladitorious Bonzo fled the scene

Maximus Gladitorious Bonzo fled the scene of the battle with a fish on his sword and

chips on his shield. Maximus Gladitorious Bonzo hunkered down in the Temple of Delphi to scarf his fried snacks.

It was a sorry sight for the source of the Olympic flame, a fat assed clownish gladiator stuffing his Amygdalopita hole. Apollo was most displeased with Maximus Bonzo's desecration

of the Temple of Hera. "Maximus Bonzo!" intoned Apollo, "for this great crime I condemn you to juggle fire for eternity." The ex-vestal virgins sniggered & fetched rags soaked in

aromatic massage oil. Maximus Bonzo massaged the women with the rags. Apollo was speechless for 1 hour. "NO! Tie up the rags & set them on fire so he can juggle them for eternity!"

"Great idea, I must say!" He held a torch to them and tossed the flaming rags above his head. Bonzo began juggling them with great precision and skill. Apollo was impressed.

He stood, applauding. "Bravo, Bonzo, Bravo!" Apollo walked over to him. "Thank you, sir." Bonzo replied. "How about...we make a small wager?" Apollo was confident. "What?" Bonzo

asked, suddenly suspicious. Bonzo didn't trust Apollo any further than he could throw him. "500 dollars says you can't do it again, twice as fast," taunted Apollo. Bonzo's eyes

became watery as the memories of childhood bullying returned. "Twice as fast!" his classmates would chant, as the headmaster stuffed giant spoons of pudding into his mouth.

Too much pudding was put into the headmaster's mouth, so much pudding that the giant surfing pudding turtle god shot out from the doctor's office for