If I were one of the 300 Spartans at the battle of Thermopylae listening to Leonidas’ boosterish speech, I’d say, “Hell? What’s that? Is that some new restaurant? Are they any good? Am I wearing the proper attire? Why’d you just stab me?”
Get it? Because I wouldn’t know what hell is, being a believer in Greek mythology and Hades. And I’m annoying.
