All y’all
You know you are just dying to find out your Southern Horoscopes 
I am proud to be a Catfish. Excuse me while I go wax my whiskers.
You know you are just dying to find out your Southern Horoscopes I am proud to be a Catfish. Excuse me while I go wax my whiskers.
Comment ID #133
I am a boll weevil. Ick!
I had two work friends who were born the same year and the same week. That year was the Year of the Tiger in the Asian Zodiac, so we called ourselves ‘Pisces Tigers’. Much better.
Comment ID #134
Whahahahaha~ That is WONDERFUL! I am a Boll Weevil married to a Moon Pie. HAHAHA!
Comment ID #135
This is hilarious! I am an okra, married to a collard greens and proud mama to a boll weevil and a boiled peanut. I think I may be a misplaced Southerner – my succotash is probably the best in all Ontario (Canada). ROFLOL!!
Comment ID #136
Can you guess what I am? Does this Elvis song ring a bell? “She’s mean and she’s evil like a little ‘ol boll weevil…”
Yes, I’m a boll weevil married to a catfish. Certainly.
I’m a dragon in the Chinese calendar – love both of them!
Comment ID #137
What fun! I am Boiled Peanuts (??) married to Catfish with Okra and Armadillo for kids.
Comment ID #138
My daughter is an Armadillo and she nearly died laughing at this
“You probably want to marry another Armadillo, but Possum is another somewhat kinky, mating possibility”
Armadillos always bring to mind the Grooms cake in Steel Magnolias. I love that movie so much.
Comment ID #139
I am grits. I don’t even like grits!