Promete
1st sketch:
Promete's father: Son, could you go and fetch us some fire so we can have a good BBQ.
Promete: Sure father. I'll be back in a jiff.
2nd Sketch:
Promete: Man! All I did was to fetch the fire, now my liver is being eaten each day. Damn my luck!
Eagle: --
Promete: Man If Zeus didnt have your back I would make you pay for eating my liver each day!
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