The immortal and omnipotent Lord of The Heavens accidentally placed both his holy toga and favorite pair of red socks into his washing machine earlier today.
“Well… shit,” said the dejected architect of time and space as he removed his now pink laundry. “I need these for my 3:30 meeting with the rest of the Holy Trinity. I can’t go in looking like this. Maybe I can scrub it out with some bleach.”
The composer of the human soul and engineer of all mathematics then proceeded to treat his favorite garment with a Tide To Go Instant Stain Remover for 15 minutes without success.
“Oh, me dammit all. It’s just making things worse,” said the nearly omniscient ruler of the universe. “I guess I’ll just put it on and hope for the best. If I scowl enough, maybe that will distract everybody.”
As of 3:32 the Eternal Master of Forgiveness and Salvation was losing his patience at the laughing Seraphim and threatened to “Go Old Testament on their winged asses.”