“Marlon Brando and Sophia Loren hated each other,” I told my husband on the phone. “Yeah, they didn’t get along at all and they made a movie together. Apparently it was a disaster because they had no chemistry at all. And they had to hug and stuff.”
“Yeah, so anyway you know how Brando is – he fucks with people to no end so apparently he had her in an embrace and he said in her ear, how come there are black hairs growing out of your nose?” I snorted. “And he groped her too, I guess. And she was pissed and never forgave him.”
“That couldn’t have gone well.”
“No, I guess not. I like Brando and if he said that to me, I’d have not have been pissed, I’d have laughed. It is just not the kind of thing that pisses me off. Hairs in my nose? I don’t care. What I can’t stand is a bastard who thinks they are going to tell me what I can and can’t say and what I ought to be thinking. I’ll run you right over with my car for that,” I said. “Jeez but that pisses me off.”
I have Mars conjunct Mercury on the 9th. Bawdy humor? Okay!
Control my mind? Forget about it?
What pisses you off? Where is your Mars?
(Brando – double Aries, Sadge rising / Loren Virgo, Aquarius Moon, Cap rising – obvious oil and water)