The gods must be crazy (part i)

The sun has been up for hours when we got off from the boat.  Franco our guide has been waiting for us at the shore.  He greeted us with his toothless smile.  It appeared that years ago he took care of his dental problem.

Shaking his hand, I said, "I'm hungry."

"In this shabby town of the island of Patmos, we have very good calamari pugitas," he replied back.

"Dude, I'm an American.  I can't eat them bottom feeders.  You got some hamburgers?"

"Not on this island.  If ever we have meat, we would sacrifice meat to the gods.  Otherwise, they get really angry."

(To be continued)