Nobody can watch rugby with Scorpio; it’s a continuous
stream of negative comments spoiling all joy in what we
see, and a dour voice drowning sound coming from the
TV. I really enjoyed the France versus All Blacks match
without this raucous commentary spoiling everything
You pride yourself on consideration - but have less than
none when watching TV; all programmes are subject to
your whims, subtext and sermons should the crocodile
kids catch your eye, today I tried to watch the big match
between Kiwis and Springboks but the Scorpio in you
Shouted at our men so much my ears rang and my head
hurt - I fled in confusion, you’ve decreed nobody has the
right to interfere when you watch rugby, and thus without
explanation I left to watch it later without this awful noise,
I don’t care what the outcome is
As long as I can watch in peace…
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Nobody can watch rugby with Scorpio, the continuous stream of negative comments spoiling all joy in what we see..watching in peace matters a lot in imagery shared here very wisely that speaks secrets of necessity of realization.