Kathy and I both have Mars conjunct Mercury. Abrasive, aggressive, sexual (Mars) communication (Mercury).

And she’s got all that Sagittarius, hence the “church”. We’re making dinner plans on the phone:

“Have you ever heard of the stone church? The old stone church or something?” she asked.

“Um…I think so. Is that a restaurant or something?”

“Yeah. It’s a church that’s been converted into a restaurant.”

“That sounds familiar. But no. I’ve never been there. You want to try that?”

“Yeah, some day. But it’s a little fancy for us tonight.”

“Eating in a church? Yeah. We need to be able to be loud…to laugh out loud,” I said. “We need somewhere we can…talk filthy.”

“That’s right, Elsie! We need to be able to say dick, don’t we?” She roared laughing and I joined in. “Dick!” she said brightly, for emphasis. “Dick!” she said it again, laughing loudly.

“Yeah, dick. Dick is good!” I said. “There’s nothing better than having dick for dinner, Kathy!” I roared.

We stopped to snort and chortle and snort and laugh ourselves stupid, before continuing to explore our dining options…