Dear Theseus...

I'm the youngest kid in my family and I'm considered the disappointment. How can I make my dad proud of me?

Befuddled Brother



Dear Brother,
It's pretty simple. You gotta set your sights on something seemingly unobtainable. Then daddy's like "oh son, nobody can do that". And then you go and do it and BAM! Daddy is shell-shocked, the rest of the town is like "omfg your son just did that? I thought he was stupid or something" And you'll sail triumphantly home to his waiting arms and the forgiveness he will surely throw at your feet.

Just, uh, make sure you remember to do everything you told him you'd do if you came back victorious. I forgot the change the sails on my ship and...well, it's not called the Aegean sea for nothin'.

Dear ANYONE...

HELP! HELP ME PLEASE! I'M NOT SURE I'LL MAKE IT OUT ALIVE---




Dear Worrywart,

The gods are currently celebrating the holidays in their honor. Please leave a message and they'll get back to you when they return. Thank you and have a nice day!

Dear Pan...

My girlfriend is great, but sometimes we run out of things to talk about or activities to do together. Do you have any ideas?

Curious with Care



Carebear,

Is she hot? Actually don't answer that, it isn't important. Here's what you've gotta do. I'll take her out for a day and make her realize who you are and how awesome you are. I'll even teach her a few tricks to make her more interesting! You'll have quite a few more talking points when I'm done with her.

Dear Hades...

I'm having trouble trying to get this girl to like me, do you have any tips and tricks you could share?

-Astute Student



Student,
Do you know who I am? Do you know what I do? What could you possibly expect me to know? I sit down here all day long watching over Sisyphos to make sure he doesn't try to escape (again), and Achilles just sits here whining about his glory over and over. Don't even get me started on the fact that the only glimmer of joy I get to see is with Persephone, and I don't even get to spend every day with her! Six measly months! I guess I can't really complain, there weren't any other girls around willing to see my river Styx. Not that she was willing, mind you, but Zeus is a good brother and hooked me up. Yeah, good brother. Sometimes. I just don't see why he got the land, and Poseidon got the sea, and I got Tartarus! You want my advice? Don't settle for less than what you deserve. Hmph.

Dear Heracles...

I can't STAND my husband. I was forced into marrying him and we are nothing alike! He doesn't make me happy, and I am slipping deeper into depression every day. Our society doesn't look too kindly on the idea of leaving him, is there any other way out?

Lassoed Lassie



Listen here, Lassie-

I'm gonna keep this short and sweet. Real simple trick: Kill 'em. Face the facts, you're absolutely right about our society, and if you don't get out in this way, you'll never get out with a second chance. This is how I see it--You knock off the hubby, plead temporary insanity, and get stuck doing some community service. Once all of that is said and done you're sailin' on smooth waves once again. This is the way to get things done! But choose your insanity plea carefully, they won't take too many as excuses before locking you up for good.

Dear Athena...

What the hell did you do to my wife?!

Enraged Escort


Escort--or shall I say, chagrined consort--
I will not lie to you. I went down to visit your wife with good intentions, and to give her the opportunity to humble herself. She arrogantly defied the skills of the gods and I revealed myself to her. We challenged one another to a weaving competition. She made the most disturbing and impertinent tapestry! How dare she exhibit the faults and sexual conquests of the gods? I was outraged, as I should feel. You, sir, are now free from this woman. She will be weaving forever, with all eight of her new legs.

Dear Athena...

I don't want to get her into trouble, but my wife has been boasting lately about her weaving skills. She says she can do better than you! Please don't take it personally, she's just been complimented so many times because of her art that it's gone over her head. I've tried to tell her to think about what she's saying, but she won't listen! What can I do?

Chagrined Consort


Monsieur Consort,

Let me assure you, the only way to help your wife with her little issue is to find someone better. She must be humbled in order to learn her lesson. I'll come down and show her a thing or two on the loom. Don't worry about it, once I beat her at her own game I'm sure she'll get the idea and start watching her tongue. No harm can come of this little weaving contest!