While it’s normal to harbor some resentment after a long and drawn-out divorce, the stars are still of the opinion that your latest roller-coaster-ride design is really petty.
In a freaky incident, you and your 16-year-old daughter will magically swap bodies this Friday, leaving you with a better understanding of the pressures of being a teenager, and your daughter with an unwanted pregnancy.
Despite not giving them any say in the matter, you will enter into a murder-murder-murder-murder-murder-murder-murder-murder-murder-suicide pact with your bank hostages this week.
You’re a natural born skeptic, always questioning the world in your search for empirical truth, rejecting along the way pseudoscience, psychobabble, and any other nonsense—like all Geminis.
You will come under repeated attacks when a new organization, Drunk Drivers Against Mothers, takes to the street and parts of the sidewalk this week.
For the fourth straight week, the line between your room’s ashtray and the rest of your room will grow less distinct.
Life takes a turn for the worse this week when you’re checked into the burn unit of a nearby hospital, instantly becoming the target of jealous and vindictive attacks from the ward’s only other hydrochloric acid victim in the process.
You will stumble upon a lost golden retriever on your way back from work this week. Fortunately, an address tag will reveal exactly where you shouldn’t walk your new golden retriever.
While you may suffer from Asperger’s Syndrome, a high-functioning form of autism that has the effect of rendering facial expressions difficult to read, there’s no way anyone could’ve made sense of that emoticon.
Regular bouts of morning sickness will continue unabated next week, a surprising occurrence, especially after the abortion is performed.
Civil rights leader Martin Luther King Jr. hoped for a world where African Americans would be judged not on the color of their skin, but on the content of their character. Either way, you’ll always have a reason to hate Jimmie “J.J.” Walker.
There are some things in life you simply can’t stress enough. It’s too bad you keep putting it on the wrong syllables, though.
