Krato's younger sister, shafted by the fates, is forced to make do with the yo-yos of chaos.
The flaming Blades Of Chaos were forged in the pits of Hades, and bestowed by Ares unto the worthiest of mortal heroes.
Ares would also, occasionally, bestow them unto hot chicks he wanted to impress.
DON'T SPEAK!! MY TWIRLING FIREBALLS OF HAPPINESS SAY ALL THATS NEEDS TO BE SAID BETWEEN US!
Jimmy's inner arson was seriously turned on.
It works better than Nair! look no Hair!
Think this is impressive? You should check out her fire breathing snatch trick
Bra burning was a popular hallmark of the 20th century feminist movement, but burning silicon implants became the 21st century equivalent.
If marrying a wiccan was going to work, Bob needed an iron-clad prenup and asbestos shirts...
Knowing rapists were weak against fire, Jill reacted quickly...
Fireball after fireball shot from her armpit, but still the Heroes casting director was unimpressed.
Those poor hamsters.
When I whispered in her ear "How hot are you right now" I didn't expect a demonstration
Clarence couldn't decide what was hotter, the flaming yoyos a foot from his face or his brother after the sex change.
Kratos was forced to trade his Blades of Chaos for sex, can you really blame him?
Although the date started off well, Mike was not so sure there would be a second after watching Stacy's demonstration of what would happen to his testicles if he should ever decided to cheat on her.