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Scary......

Friendster Horoscope for September 15, 2006

Taurus (Apr 20 - May 20)

The Bottom Line

Beware: The grass on the other side of the fence is looking awfully green today.

In Detail

The grass on the other side of the fence is looking awfully green today -- and the green-eyed monster is sitting on your shoulders. If you're in a relationship, you may be wondering when you'll be able to have more independence in your life. And if you're a single person, the idea of being connected with another person emotionally may seem like the ideal way to live life. The fact is that you're where you're, and there's no changing that right now. Keep in mind that there are two sides to that fence, and someone covets your life as well.

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How come I'm interpreting the last part like a stalker will come into my life. Hahahah I hope that's not true though. Friendster horoscopes can easily read me like a one page pamphlet! (Then wouldn't that be a flyer?!?!? and friendster horoscopes is not a person so how can it read you?!?!?)

Hey my dearest Mr. Brain,

Shut the fuck up already!

Love,
Mr. Balls!


HOOOKAY I"m fucking high or something. Gotta go now.

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