A blue man walked into a bar.

“I am sorry sir, we don’t serve blue men here”, the bartender said.

There was a silence, all eyes turned to him.

“That’s okay”, he grinned. “I am not a man. I am a God.”

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When he walked out again the insides of the bar were broken like the outside. Thankfully the man broke easily and the place he mentioned was close, otherwise he’d have to teleport. Teleporting was a pain when he was Shiva.

He ran for it, he