Cupid Spits The Dummy

For cupid it was one of those light bulb moments. He was a teenager now and he'd had enough.  Stalking young couples in flagrante delicto and firing his arrows into their upturned bare arses was giving him a permanent and painful erection that was so bad he'd complained to the big guy himself who gave him a crappy old blue towel to drape over it for modesties sake, and a flippant "get over it" to fob him off. Moreover, when he finally found a hot young maiden and shot an arrow into her arse for himself, instead of falling in love with him, she'd taken one look at his protruding tumescence, and run shrieking to the local constabulary. He now had a restraining order against him and was subpoenaed to appear in court to answer to 'malicious wounding'. No! If God wanted love he could do the hard work himself! The light bulb in his mind exploded with magnificent retort, he snapped his bow a twain, and dropped his arrows into a convenient dumpster.