“P, you’re not the least bit afraid of me are you?” my husband asked.
“Well that’s good. And it’s strange because I’m a dangerous bastard,” he said. We both laughed.
“Well I’m not afraid of you. It’s never crossed my mind I ought to be afraid of you! In fact I think you’d just as soon be afraid of me,” I said, mindlessly. “Say! Do you think I’m one of those little dogs who thinks they’re a big dog? Am I little dog barking as if it’s gonna be able to do some damage? Is that me? Oh brother, maybe it is.”
Chalk this up to Mars (aggressive) conjunct Mercury (thinking) in the (inflated) 9th house.
Where’s your Mars?