Someone once told me that he was planning on stealing the thunder of our co-worker, Pubert. I told him that I hadn't realized that Pubert was the god Zeus (although, that certainly did explain how he had such a way with women with a name like Pubert), but I was pretty sure that would be a bad idea. Zeus doesn't like it when his lightning bolt is stolen. Just read Percy Jackson. Some people I guess just like to live dangerously.