sharpchick
I just hate it when this happens. A female acquaintance, trying to rationalize getting mixed up with a completely unsuitable man. After asking my opinion, and not liking it, asks me to pull a card for her. I say to her. . . what's the point? You already know how this one will turn out.
She insists. Whatever deck I am using for my own personal readings will be fine.
One card, people. . . one stinking card.
The 2 of Cups.
I look it. Hand it to her with the lighted magnifying glass. Tell her to take a really good look. What has he just said to her?
Wanna come back to my place and look at my etchings?
Enough said.
She insists. Whatever deck I am using for my own personal readings will be fine.
One card, people. . . one stinking card.
The 2 of Cups.
I look it. Hand it to her with the lighted magnifying glass. Tell her to take a really good look. What has he just said to her?
Wanna come back to my place and look at my etchings?
Enough said.