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Horoscope for the week of September 27, 2000

Sorry, nothing for you this week. Check back in seven days for exciting out-of-control-gasoline-truck news.


When all is said and done, you’re going to miss the Whitewater investigation.

After nine attempts, nearly a million dollars spent, and the deaths of nine Sherpa guides, you will finally make it to the top of K8492, the world’s 8,492nd-highest mountain.

The very future of humanity probably won’t hinge on your knowing the difference between igneous and sedimentary rock, but, hey, you never know.

If Cancer hears one more “crab” joke, it’s no more handsome, dark strangers for a whole yearñunderstand?

You will soon find out how far you can push the famous Aussie sense of humor.

The problem with people like you is that you’re always procrastinating. That and weakened pulmonary arteries.

You will be drugged, hustled into the back of a van, and abducted to Utah, where mysterious operatives will make you a better real-estate agent.

The stars have decided to fulfill an age-old prophecy and fall on Alabama. Get out of Mobile

When your doctor prescribed Magnitor, you thought it was an anti-depressant, not a mutant 500-foot lizard-gorilla creature with nuclear vision.

You’ll have plenty of time in jail to think about what you’ve done while spending the next 34 years as a prison guard.

Pisces is proud to announce its merger with British banking giant NatWest. However, your position will be terminated as of Oct. 15. Thank you.