Pluto is that person that revels in psychology – his and others. This is uncomfortable to be around: a slob under-acheiver skillful at reading people is nobody’s friend. His couch is his playland where he needles and toys with the minds of others. The Lakers got eliminated early in the playoffs and there is no further meaning to his sloth moments. His occupation is everybody else, everyone else’s mind.
Taurus was that celestial force with a mean punch. He knocked out Pluto, jumped in his GMC truck, laughed off the pathetic Pluto and went on with his lawyer life.
Pluto found Taurus on Facebook and the fight just begun.
To be conrinued…
