"Dealios, it seems that you haven't learned from your father Sisyphus."
King Dealios stood before Zeus, in chains but unbowed, chin jutting proudly, bleach-blond hair cemented across to cover his baldness.
"Don't waste my time. Sisyphus was a loser. Like you."
Now Zeus was truly furious: lightning flashed all around. "You're just like him – a lying, bullying, womanising, self-aggrandising fool! Who's the loser here?"
Dealios quaked in fear. "Look Zee, I'll cut you a deal – "
"Please, Zee, don't make me push a boulder – "
"Enough, Dealios. Your time has come. For ever."