I just had to laugh... The wacky horoscope for today being filled with the usual wackiness, but... oddly enough, if you read it, take a step back... and then take a look at the posts for this week... you may notice a trend.
"Destiny is calling you. Unfortunately destiny is blind as a mule with no head and is unlikely to have found anything decent for you. In fact, chances are destiny is trying to set you up with a mule with no head. Laugh, cry, laugh, cry. This week is going to be a very merry roundabout of feelings but by Friday you'll realise that it's all been for the best. Speaking of which, good news will come from a stranger who will predict a mixture of happiness and sadness that will resolve itself by the end of the week."
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Mine:
"Today you will find that your favourite attribute in a person is their ability to tell you how fantastic you are. Wearing a hat will only bring true happiness. Buying a T-Shirt proclaiming your bald patch is a solar panel for a sex machine is a good idea."
I don't have a bald patch.
"Your choice of reading material is starting to swerve dangerously into the "blue" section. Hobbies may have to take a back seat this week as your spleen dissolved into your gastric juices."
Big Sis - should've guessed you being a Leo.
Spleen dissolving into your gastric juices - well that should make for an interesting conversation-stopper.
Guessed?
Dave:
Wow. That hat you have on looks fantastic and it covers up your bald patch really well.
Dave:
"Big Sis - should've guessed you being a Leo."
I am curious as to what in particular would have made you guess that.
Big Sis's leonine manner, as seen in her writing. Is not an insult. And thank you, and I still don't have a bald patch...
Dave:
"Big Sis' leonine manner..." Thank you. She never believes me when I mention that.
"Leonine manner"? Que?
Oui, Big Sis,
"Leonine" de votre façon d'exprimer vos pensées en commentaires. En lisant vos commentaires, je suis rappelé d'une lionne. Si une telle description est une insulte, je fais des excuses.
"Rate se dissolvant dans vos sucs gastriques." Comme une fierté à un régal de wildebeest.
My French is terrible, and my English worse.
Dave:
Merci... merci beaucoups. My thoughts exactly in regards to Big Sis' "leonine" tendencies.
Oh, and I can read French better than I can speak it or write it.
The sum total of my French and English is nachos.
Dave:
Ah.. Je comprends ce que vous dites. (I have no idea if the tense is correct.)
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