In the beginning, the force of true sloth could not be roused from its stupor to name itself, and therefore was left off the guest to the creation of the universe. It showed up late and drained a keg all by itself. As time passed, this nameless force found that it would be much easier to maintain its low level of activity if it divided itself up. From them on there would be the triumvurate: Lay-zor, the essense of shiftlessness; Apa-thor, the representation of idleness; and Jub-Jub, that which fills all the cracks.

From time to time, when the world became to work oriented and the triumvurate managed to actually notice something besides their own cosmic bellybuttons, they would draw straws and the loser would send a physical manifestation of itself into the world. The first was Phred the Phoenecian, from whom Epicurius stole all his ideas, and the second was Oscar Wilde ("Why shouldn't I get paid for being clever, instead of just giving it away for free?").

The third and final manifestation sent forth by the triumvurate is Marcin, who represents the Jub-Jub. The Jub-Jub, when feeling strangely vigorous one day, had an idea: it would send Marcin to the time and place where the manifestation of total apathetic laziness was most needed; it would place Marcin in the future era, when a tireless work ethic will create a race of obnoxiously cheery sprites where humans once existed. The Jub-Jub, after a nap made necessary by the strain of his idea, informed his triumvurate bretheren of this plan; they shrugged and cracked open jugs of cheap wine. Invigorated by their approval, the Jub-Jub went about making the preparations for delivering his representation to earth; however, when he saw how long that might take, he thought "Screw it," and just chucked Marcin in Earth's general direction. Marcin landed in Poland in the late 20th century, which, being a Communist nation, would seem to be invulnerable to his message of shiftlessness, apathy, and sloth. However, Marcin was so spectacularly lazy that he revolted the Communists; desiring to be as little like Marcin as possible, they rejected Communism outright and turned to capitalism to quench their thirst for work. As a direct result of Marcin's influence, Communism collapsed. Mildly surprised by this, Marcin decided he should emigrate across the Atlantic to the United States. Not because he understood that the capitalist division of labor was robbing the vast majority of workers of basic human dignity, nor because he knew that his utter lack of initiative would spark a revolution among workers denied a meaningful existence; basically, his motivation for coming to America was provided by a freind who told him that, "In America, the booze is cheap and free-flowing."