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"That rock you’re pushing up that hill…"
"It keeps falling back down again."
"That kind of sucks."
"You should know, you’re the ones who are making me do it."
"Heh, guilty as charged. But, hey! You know what? We think you’ve learned your lesson."
"Yeah. What do you say we de-curse you. Let’s get you free from your thankless, unending chore."
"That would be great."
"No worries. Hey, before we send you back to the real world again, can you do us one favour?"
"We just need you to vacuum clean this living room with a Christmas tree in it."
"That’s it? I can do that."
[Ten minutes later]
"Hey, Gods? I’m finished."
"Really? There’s still a bunch of needles from the Christmas tree over there."
"Seriously? Crap, you’re right. They must have fallen while I was vaccuuming the other side of the room. Let me just finish that. [Pause] Hey, wait, now there’s a bunch of needles over there, too!"
[Six hundred years later]
"You guys are assholes."