Alas, the great Zeus has made the human race curious, and my men are cursed to be of the human race. After we left Aiolos we sailed for nine days. When we drew within sight of ithaca, I grew weary, for I alone had manned the rudder for those nine days. My men did not know what was in the bag that Aiolos had stashed in our boat, and when they saw my eyes grow weary, they opened the bag. All winds came out, blowing us all the way back to Aiolos. I curse you vile crew! Aiolos would not allow us to reland, so we sailed until we found the land of the Laistrygons, fierce brutes. We hailed their king, but in return he "Seized one man and tore hime on the spot, making a meaal of him; the other two leaped out of doors and ran to join the ships. Behind, he raised the whole tribe howling, countless Laistrygones-and more than men they seemed, gigantic when they gathered on the sky line to shoot gread boulder down from slings. (X 129-135)" The stones smashed into our ships, and the crys of my men rose piteously. In other words, we were pwnd by giants. I don't wanna talk about it anymore...
I mean, seriously, what the $#!& was that for!?
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