Mark My Words, Nothing Smells Worse Than

And Do You Know What A Full-fledged War Would Look Like, Percy?" "bad?" I Guessed. "imagine The World In Chaos. Nature At War With Itself. Olympians Forced To Choose Sides Between Zeus Amd Poseidon. Destruction. Carnage. Millions Dead. Western Civilization Turned Into A Battleground So Big It Will Make The Trojan War Look Like A Water-balloon Fight." "bad," I Repeated.

She'd Also Called Me Brave...unless She Was Talking To The Catfish.

I Held Out The Painting Of The Cat And The Snake. “it’s A Cat And A Snake,” Thoth Said. Thank You, God Of Wisdom. You Placed It For Us To Find, Didn’t You? You’re Trying To Give Us Some Sort Of Clue.” “who, Me?” Just Kill Him, Horus Said. Shut Up, I Said. At Least Kill The Guitar.

You Might Not Think A Hippo Could Inspire Terror. Screaming “hippo!” Doesn’t Have The Same Impact As Screaming “shark!” But I’m Telling You—as The Egyptian Queen Careened To One Side, Its Paddle Wheel Lifting Completely Out Of The Water, And I Saw That Monster Emerge From The Deep, I Nearly Discovered The Hieroglyphs For Accident In My Pants.

Leo Had Recently Discovered How To Change The Display, Like The Times Square Jumbotron,so Now The Banner Read: Merry Christmas! All Your Presents Belong To Leo!