I'm really hurt. I gave you all that information, even my mothers maiden name and you didn't have the courtesy of a response. You are surely a scam artist. My bank has been on the phone for hours since my posting. So much for trust. Also, my dogs rectum is bleeding. I hold you responsible for all this.
So how about it you Dion Warwick wanna-be? Go sit with Shirly McLain and compare your multiple incarnations. I say: "to the stake with you".
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Originally posted by darvlayThose born under the sign of Aquarius are often described as quirky. However, lets call a spade a spade, you're a huge retardo douche.
February 13, 1979. And don't pull any punches. I know what I got comin' to me.
I have run the words used to describe Aquarians through my PC translator and the results are as follows:
Unique = Transgendered eccentric freakshow.
Quirky = Queer as a 3 dollar bill.
Creative = Full of excrement to an extraordinary degree.
Entertaining = ...if you're into falling down drunk projectile vomitting and whiny complaining.
Lets focus on the positive though, you're inquisitive (which explains why most Aquarians are killed with their last thought being "Hey, that looks interesting..." or "Wonder what this switch does...?" ) . Most Aquarians are nocturnal creatures, all serial rapists are Aquarians. You are often thought to be progressive, stimulating and challenging. However, in reality, you erratic aloofness and rebellious impracticality has just been misinterpreted as forward thinking. Similarly, the vacant stare y'all can often be found with is misinterpreted as contemplative inner thought. Many Aquarians are killed by erratically wandering into traffic while high on pot and absorbed with contemplating how good a Hot Fudge Poptart and Oreo filling sandwich would be.
There is no "normal" for an Aquarian. Every single one of you is perverse and difficult to the extreme. None of you ask for directions and maps are for losers. Obsessed with doing things your own way you are frequently on the "cutting edge" of music and art. This is really just blatant snobbery and elitism. You take perverse joy in watching others try to conform to your bizarre standards. One of your most fulfilling joys is to make obtuse comments about a piece of art and show aloof disdain for those that "don't get it". All art critics are Aquarians.
Uranus is a key 'planet' governing the Aquarian and typically Aquarians tend to have fairly nice, finely chiseled features and a slender figure. Predictably, of these, we can say one thing is true, you are an anus. The males are often said to tend to be handsome but somewhat soft in features which often lands them bit roles in various soft porn and low budget comedy movies.
As far as your future goes, it is imperative that you make someone a gift of cheese immediately. Don't ask any questions, just aquire some cheese, preferably a gouda, wrap it nicely and present it as a gift. You'll limp through a series of boring and unfulfilling jobs until you eventuallystumble across a dream job as one of the judges for Canadian Idol. Sadly, you'll be harpooned in the parking lot by an Inuit gentleman after ejecting him from the show for his rendition of Johny Cash's 'Burning Ring of Fire'.
Originally posted by Evil Pawn 666Great art takes time. As you are a plonker, I'll make yours quick... yes, the haze is clearing... I almost have it... Ah yes, the spirits have revealed to me that you are impossibly full of yourself and shortly after getting diagnosed with ball cancer, you will get hit by a bus full of nuns on the way to a Star Trek Convention. Despite being dragged for well over 100ft this won't kill you. Even when the bus bursts into flames you'll still survive. You'll die when Helga the Heavenly Hog of the Burn Units Nursing Staff accidently smothers you with her arm fat while giving you a sponge bath.
I'm really hurt. I gave you all that information, even my mothers maiden name and you didn't have the courtesy of a response. You are surely a scam artist. My bank has been on the phone for hours since my posting. So much for trust. Also, my dogs rectum is bleeding. I hold you responsible for all this.
So how about it you Dion Warwick wanna-be? Go s ...[text shortened]... t with Shirly McLain and compare your multiple incarnations. I say: "to the stake with you".