|Oct. 24, 1956|
And I've got plenty o' references -- a couple of former boyfriends come immediately to mind -- who will gladly attest to my traditional Scorpionesque tendency toward being jealous, obsessive and just a wee bit vindictive under certain circumstances.
Hence, the "breaking news" last week that the Earth's movement has shifted the stars' alignment suddenly morphing this mysterious, passionate and powerful Scorpio into a conventional, practical and pedantic Virgo, is utter nonsense, darling. (No offense to any Virgos out there, of course.)
I was born a Scorpio, and a Scorpio I shall remain. Now and forever.
For I am nothing if not, like most Scorpios, akin to the volcano lurking just under the surface of a calm sea, possibly bursting into eruption at any moment.
Just ask my husband.
Besides, Virgos are organized.
Need I say more?