I trained all those would-be heroes. Odysseus, Perseus, Theseus. A lot of “yeuseus.” And every one of those bums let me down flatter than a discus. None of them could go the distance.
I’m a big tough girl. I tie my own sandals and everything.
"How sentimental. You know, I haven’t been this choked up since I got a hunk of moussaka caught in my throat."
If there’s a prize for rotten judgment, I guess I’ve already won that.
Meg’s facial expression in the last gif!
They are both actually perfect
Long ago, in the faraway land of ancient Greece, there was a golden age of powerful gods and extraordinary heroes. And the greatest and strongest of all these heroes was the mighty Hercules. But what is the measure of a true hero? Ah, that is what our story is…