So I went to the music competition only to return to Mt Olympus reviewing what a tremendous waste of time the whole squander turned out to be! I played them for the fools they are and it was glorious! Our judges consisted of King Midas and the Nine Muses. We had a countdown and the match began. I played the most astonishingly awesome tunes on my super pimp lyre. However, all was not won. The horrendous screeching wails that bellowed of the very whims of that idiot satyrs wretched instrument were enough to drown out even my most delightful of melodies. This was likely the cause of King Midas's blasphemous decision to decree that animal as the round one champion. I dealt with this complication by challenging the satyr. By decreeing that our skill may only be tested in round two if we play our instruments upside down. The beast accepted and began to play away on that stupid flute. Of course no sound came out of the thing but it was fun to watch no less. Of course I was able to beat my own challenge for my choice of instrument was a lyre, an instrument capable of producing sound whichever way you hold it. I won the competition. I gave Midas an Ass's ears for being so stupid and I made myself a drum out of that dumb old satyrs hide, though it still plays just as bad as he did. I've had enough rubbish for today...
-Apollo
#KING-MIDAS-IS-STUPID
