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Heard it through the grapevine
Most of what you think you know about Dionysus is hearsay and myth. Really, to those who were close, he was more of a wine snob than a drunken lush or a spoiled frat boy—more interested in subtle smokiness than smoking-hot babes. Though once, at his weekly gathering of backgammon enthusiasts, they finished early, and so switched to Scrabble. In a decisive play that would determine his fate and future reputation, he spelled "orgy" on a triple word score earning a mere 21 points. He lost the game, and ended up flipping the table—he was the sorest of losers.
Anyone who can only scrape 21 points out of a triple word score deserves to lose.
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