Orpheus: Yes,daddy.Since you are so HOT and I am your son
Apollo: It's true I am very hot but you are not a son.The SUN is right there.(points to the son) The day of the contest
Judge:(To Apollo) Your son won the contest!Can we borrow Apollo? Apollo: I am right here. Judge:I meant the rocket. Apollo: This is still 27 bc.And what do you need a rocket for? Judge: We need to put a medal on your son but we can't reach him.
Apollo hands them a rocket. A week later,Orpheus comes home. Apollo: Why don't you have a medal around your neck. Orpheus: I was so hot I burnt it. Apollo raises an eyebrow.
Orpheus: Fine I lost.But why is there something shiny around the sun that says "Winner"?