Dear Dr. Olympus,
I'm really mad about my mechanical horse that Hephaestus made for me. It use to be able to ride at 1000 mph, but now it's only 750 mph! I can't believe he ripped me off! Why do I have to get the only horse that doesn't work? All my friends have perfectly fine mechanical horses, but now mine just poops, and starts swimming in its own poop. I know I have other vehicle, but I'm very poor so I have to ride in my 300 feet limousine with 30 caterers, 5 mini fridges, and 10 fridges! This is an outrage! I demand you talk to Hephaestus and get him to give me a new one.
Sincerely, Salty.
Dear Salty,
I'm afraid I can't talk to Hephaestus, because, well you know. Because I'm totally not him. I regret to inform you, but you're probably imagining all of this. Anything the mighty Hephaestus makes will never fail. If there actually are problems, contact your local Mechanic. But since that won't happen because it's not broken, Goodbye!
Sincerely, Hephaestu… I mean Dr. Olympus.
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