} Ah, you've stumbled across one of the Oracle's favorites! That
} incantation started out as a tune Thor was trying to come up with at
} one of those parties Dionysis throws every year. Y'see, he was trying
} to pick up one of those really stacked Finnish water spirits, but she
} was really hung up on this Greek guy who was singing all these really
} cool songs. No, it wasn't Orpheus. This was a strictly deity and
} eternal spirit affair, no mortals allowed. Um...he was about this high
} and had kinda curly light brown hair (really light for a Greek). He
} was kinda goofy looking...but I'm getting off the subject. Anyway, Thor
} figured he'd write a song to impress the girl. Of course, this is
} after eight or nine horns of mead. I mean, you know how he gets. So
} he's in the corner trying to come up with a love song, but all he
} really knows about is smashing things, and that's how it was coming
} out. Then Cthulhu happens by and hears him. He decides he's gonna
} help out, and brings Ares along with him. Now of course you know that
} Cthulu's got kind of a way with words, but none of the immortal gods
} can listen to that lispy kinda thing of his without cracking up. So
} between the two of them (Ares was no help at all; in fact, it's a
} wonder he could still stand; you know how he is at parties) they manage
} to finish the thing up. So then the three of them start to sing it at
} the top of their lungs. Ares may have been drunk and he can't carry a
} tune, but he's LOUD. Within five minutes, everybody there is singing
} the damn thing with Cthulhu waving his arms like he's conducting. Ares
} starts imitating him and slams his arm into a support beam, and the
} ceiling comed down, hitting the Greek guy and knocking him cold.
} Everybody was just rolling on the floor singing the song for the rest
} of the night, and Thor went home with the water spirit.
} So anyway, the incantation goes:
} "Death and destruction across all creation/Till the end of eternity
} rolls round the bend/Murder and genocide without hesitation/Gimmie a
} beer and I'll be your best friend."
} Still cracks the Oracle up every time the Oracle thinks of it. You owe
} the Oracle an invite to your next party.