A guy writes in to Dear Prudence over at Slate complaining about women chasing him because he’s well-endowed. He’s such a freaking whiner, he should be sharing his gift any chance he gets!
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Fume-Induced Divine Ramblings
Contacting Delphi… the oracle is unavailable. We apologize for any inconvenience.
Apollyon
And the shapes of the locusts were like unto horses prepared unto battle; and on their heads were as it were crowns like gold, and their faces were as the faces of men. And they had hair as the hair of women, and their teeth were as the teeth of lions. And they had breastplates, as it were breastplates of iron; and the sound of their wings was as the sound of chariots of many horses running to battle. And they had tails like unto scorpions, and there were stings in their tails: and their power was to hurt men five months. And they had a king over them, which is the angel of the bottomless pit, whose name in the Hebrew tongue is Abaddon, but in the Greek tongue hath his name Apollyon.
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