B.T.O.O.L.
a bunch of ancient gods who were so extra they got their own group. there were a total of four: a basic girl, a total waste of space, a real-life tool, and a guy who could bench-press a cow. they ruled the world until they got too drunk and started a war over who had the best looks.
B. T. O. O. L. is basically my life but with more gods and fewer chores.
My ex is like the douchebag of B. T. O. O. L. but with less swag and more drama.
If B. T. O. O. L. had a party, the world would end because of how much they drink.