Monday, December 8, 2008

who the hell is writing Nerve's horoscopes now??

First they're a week late, then the entries blow. Look, bitches, I don't want to have to read someone else's horoscope to understand my own, ok?? It's not supposed to be a series of personal jokes for YOU!

Seriously, look at this crap:

Aries (Mar. 21-Apr. 19)
You are a squirrel. As such, you do not understand why your forest seems to be exploding. You are very concerned.


How the hell am I supposed to plan my life from this????

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