I don’t want to say “I told you so”, but I told you so
“Cool, huh?”, shouted the Trojans ecstatically when they laid eyes on the wooden horse outside the walls of Troy. It was a so-called ‘gift’ from the Greeks who ‘retreated’ and left them a souvenir to remember them by.
“Let’s get it inside; it’ll look good next to the credenza’, said the Trojans, but the Oracle Laocoon had other thoughts.
“I fear the Greeks, even when bearing gifts”, he warned them, but they didn’t heed his words.
“Keep your wits about you, don’t be fooled by the packaging”, he screamed and shot an arrow at the wooden horse to prove to them that it was hollow inside.
They ignored him like a teenager ignores his nagging parents. And so, Poseidon, who was on the side of the Greeks, sent two serpents to kill him off. They should’ve listened though and not have been so pig-headed. They brought the wooden horse into Troy, went to sleep and the Greeks popped out of the Trojan Horse. The rest is history….
Next time, listen to your friendly oracle