Nope, this is not the opening line to some really lame joke told by your Trump loving uncle at that family Thanksgiving dinner you go to every year, whether you want to attend or not.
(Actually, I am giving too much credit to the Trump loving uncle, as I am sure he would be using terms way more offensive than genie, zombie or leprechaun. Or he is just not literate enough to even come up with those terms, actually. But I digress.)
No, the above actually just happened, on television at any rate. And I got to watch it happen!
Yes, I am referring to the sixth episode of the awesomeness known as American Gods.
Although let me update that description a bit:
A really tall guy calling himself a leprechaun, although he is not exactly one, a gay Muslim smitten with his jinn lover and an asshole dead wife walk into bar…
Okay, that is much better!
And really, Mad Sweeney, the dead wife and the guy who had sex with a jinn and got a new life really did get together, and somehow ended up going on a road trip together, and they stopped at a bar that has brought really bad…luck…
(Well, someone had to say it!)
And you thought your family vacations were crazy!
Well, let’s tune into some craziness now, as in the crazy good show known as American Gods.
In other words, time to dissect and review episode 6, titled A Murder of Gods.
And, as always: