Why would Roman gods want to date Chinese Canadians?

You have a humming dodo bird," I said stupidly.

Mussolini?” Leo frowned. “Wasn’t he like BFFs with Hitler?

glancing back I got my first clear look at the monster. He was seven feet tall, easy, his arms and legs like something from the cover of Muscle Man magazine-bulging biceps and triceps and a bunch of other 'ceps, all stuffed like baseballs under vein-webbed skin. He wore no clothes except underwear-I mean, bright white fruit of the Looms.

Frank imitated the voice of Vitellius: 'They're wimps! Back in my day, we died all the time, and we liked it!

There’s nothing here,” Carter said. “What do you want?” I asked. “We’ve got wax, some toilet papyrus, an ugly statue.

Percy looked at his friends. “I’m getting tired of this guy’s shirt.