How to Avoid Death on a Daily Basis
If you’ve never heard gods snort with derision, I can tell you it’s very similar to the sound a girl makes when you tell her the ridiculously expensive moisturising cream she likes to buy is no more effective than the giant tub for 99p you can get from Superdrug.
“Of course not,” said the Golden God, answering his own rhetorical question. “Beyond help. Might as well throw away the stick and eat the carrot yourself.”
“Then they beg you for help,” said one of the other lights, “promising they’ll always be good, follow your every commandment, if you just grant them this one thing, and how long does that last? A week?”
“A week? You must be joking. Ten minutes after you make it happen. If you’re