Sha'ira: "Thank you for your help with General Septimus, Commander. And the elcor diplomat has withdrawn his campaign against me as well."
Shepard: "It was an honor to help you."
Sha'ira: "I have something for you."
Shepard: "Giggity giggity giggity!"
Sha'ira: "A gift of words; and affirmation of who you are."
Shepard: "Oh noooo!"
Sha'ira: "An increased level of physical and mental energy could have you feeling especially determined and highly motivated to move ahead with whatever means the most to you at this time, Taurus. Matters involving home and family might need some attention right now, though in a very positive way. You'll notice that your inner power is much higher than usual today, as if you could move mountains. Go for it!"
Shepard: "No. Just... no. Take off your clothes."
*PG rated sex scene*
Sha'ira: "I have something for you. This... um... *grabs something off the nightstand* this trinket."
Shepard: "What is it?"
Sha'ira: "A small mystery. I have no idea what it is. But here you go. Now, I must ask you to leave."
Shepard: "OK, bye."
Sha'ira: "Nelyna, send in the next one."
Nelyna: "Number 635! Now calling number 635."
Shepard: "I'm... gonna go wash up..."
That really was the Taurus horoscope the day I originally wrote this. :D
'Giggity giggity giggity' and and 'oh nooooo!' should be read aloud in your best Quagmire voice.
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