While preparing Cupid’s arrow for a trick with a couple’s wedding ring, Matt offers a classical mythology lesson.
First there was the hulking, shredded Greek god Eros. Slowly but surely he got shorter and fatter over time (I relate) and he’s rebranded as Cupid. He sees two lovers and strikes an arrow of true love that cannot be broken.
I feel a certain kinship with him. I too am a fan of love. I too feel like I’m destined to be wearing diapers, hiding in the bushes, peeking at lovers.
