• Aphrodite: What do you find attractive in a partner?
  • Apollo: Favourite song?
  • Ares: If you had to fight someone in a duel, what would be your weapon of choice?
  • Artemis: Favourite animal?
  • Athena: Do you have any special talents?
  • Demeter: Favourite food?
  • Dionysus: Favourite drink?
  • Hades: If you could meet a person from history, who would it be and why?
  • Hephaestus: If you could learn a skill instantly, what would you choose?
  • Hera: Do you want to get married and/or have children?
  • Hermes: Where in the world would you most like to visit?
  • Hestia: Where do you most want to live?
  • Poseidon: If you were shipwrecked on a tropical island, what would you want to have with you?
  • Zeus: If you ruled the world, what would you change?




Why can’t there be a male hooter’s equivalent where male servers are shirtless and highly sexualized for their bodies and looks

Male Strip clubs. You’re thinking of male strip clubs.

No. Not a male strip club. A strip club is a strip club. I want a place called Cahones where waiters wear Speedos and are forced to stuff if they don’t fill out their uniform well enough. I want them to giggle for my tips. I want it to be so normalised and engrained in our culture that women bring their daughters there for lunch (because whaaaaaat the wings are good! Geeze sensitive much?) where they’ll give playful little nudges like, “Wouldn’t mind if your dad had those. Heh heh heh.” that their daughters don’t even understand but will absorb and start to assume is just the normal way grown up women talk about grown up men. I want to playfully ask my waiter if I can have extra nuts on my salad and for him to swat my arm with an Oh, you because he knows if he doesn’t his manager will yell at him. I want other men to pretend to like going there so I think they’re cool. I want to go to Cahones during my lunch break at work and when I come back and tell the other women in the office where I went they chuckle slightly and the men around us suddenly feel self conscious and they don’t know why.