The soldier and I getting ready for the gym this morning, or rather I’d been ready for 3 hours and him? Well…

“Okay, P,” he said as he was putting on his shoes. “After this I have to go out to the truck and get my gym bag, what do you think of that?”

“I try not to think about it. You are a slow ass Taurus and we go when you’re ready if you ever get ready… just tell me when we can go, I don’t want to think about it.”

“Well good. Because no one needs a bouncy ass gazelle when they’re trying to get out of the mud hole do they? You don’t even get in the mud so what do you know?”

“Don’t know, don’t want to know, just grunt when you’re ready.”

(This is what it’s like when you have Uranus tied up with Venus. You wind up with an alien one way or the other)