Always the cheer-upper

A friend of mine made this comment after I told her what my and her The Onion horoscope's were.

“Me: BAM!
“Maryam: i don't like these horoscopes / they're just funny / not accurate.
“Me: that's what the Onion is all about.
“Maryam: well look up other vegetables.”

Look up other vegetables indeed. The conversation continued in kind.

“Maryam: yeah...i'm cute like that.
“Me: indeed you are / even that rash you gave me was cute.
“Maryam: hahahaha
“Me: all shaped like a carrot / or is that a ice pick
“Maryam: ewwww
“Me: YOU STAY AWAY FROM ME!”

Virgo: (Aug. 23—Sept. 22) Friends are good at making you feel better after your horoscope reads: “The stars would love to take credit for guiding you to your fated destiny, but Occam's Razor and plain common sense point toward your turning into a colossal asshole.”

Wonderful!