the beginning, The Gods were bored outta their skulls. Sure...things were going on . Hercules, Jason, and scores of other heroes were running about Terra Firma-grunting, thrusting, and heaving away to their muscle-bound hearts’ content ....but then again that wasn’t much different from the grunting , thrusting , and heaving that went on at any really good bash held up in Mount Olympus. No, things had all become just so much “ same ol’ same ol’ “ for The Gods - predictable and humorless. So at Hera’s urging ( which generally meant she would cut-off “You Know Who”, until she got her way ) Zeus smote the very earth with his lightning bolt ....and the creative forces who were yet to become TWISTED SHORTS sprang forth from the very bowels of the earth -or somewhere. Historians are not yet certain of which bowels they sprang forth from...but they are generally in agreement that springing from some sort of bowels was definitely what must have been going on here. Since those ancient days these unsung heroes have had a hand in virtually anything strange; funny; or offbeat to be found in this world..... from the platypus and the dodo bird - to the Yugo; “ My Mother The Car”, and of course, the French. Though some of the antics that these Muses of Mirth have provided humanity with have , on occasion, been misunderstood - and in some cases even taken seriously ( i.e. Stone Phillips ) - for the most part they have provided the world with delightful diversions and prankish pleasures. And now through the magic of the internet they may assume a virtual form and invite ye mere mortals to enter their domain. Here you can commune with their peculiar “ view askew “. You can see through their Stroh’s colored glasses. And you can help them make big bucks by buying banner space . Yes , you may definitely buy banner space. So , feel free to embark into their world .... but do so with a sense of awe ... a sense of humor ... and a sense of willingness to have any  seriousness that you may possess laid siege to by these puckish spirits. Spirits as old as time ... and as old as ,”...that was no goddess .... that was my wife !”( a particular favorite of Zeus ). Oh , and don’t forget your rubber chicken ............ Did I mention that you may purchase banner space ?