Ash Tree (the Amition) -- extremely attractive, vivacious, impulsive, demanding, does not care for criticism, ambitious, intelligent, talented, likes to play with fate, can be very egotistic, reliable, restless lover, sometimes money rules over the heart, demands attention, needs love and much emotional support.
Maple Tree (Independence of Mind) -- no ordinary person, full of imagination and originality, shy and reserved, ambitious, proud, self confident, hungers for new experiences, sometimes nervous, has many complexities, good memory, learns easily, complicated love life, wants to impress. How can you be shy but self confident?
Dung Tree (the Whipping Boy) – rather portly, you probably drive an old Pontiac. People often mistake your moustache for a geriatric muff. No one likes you. A frequent masturbator, you refuse to bathe. You are attracted to ladies with a spastic hoarse cough. Little children fear you because of your putrid flatulence and inhuman hooves. Your lucky number is R. On your 35th birthday you will stop eating your boogers and start eating your scabs. Man mine was dead on!
Fig Tree (the Sensibility) -- very strong minded, a bit self-willed, honest, loyal, independent, hates contradiction or arguments, loves life and friends, enjoys children and animals, a social butterfly, great sense of humor, likes idleness and laziness after long demanding hours at work, has artistic talent and great intelligence. Not too far off, except for the pedophile and beastiality accusations.
Strange, i checked it for the birthday of an old girlfriend. If you change every description to its polar opposite, it's dead on. Chestnut Tree (Dishonesty) -- of usual stature, unimpressive, no sense of justice, boorish, a planner of indecency, born diplomat, can be accessed for intercourse easily, especially not sensitive of others' feelings, not even close to a hard worker, wouldn't know how to act superior, everyone understands you are a trailer park slut, doesn't know her family, not loyal in love, physically weak. Scary
Rowan Tree (the Sensitivity) -- full of charm, cheerful, gifted without egoism, likes to draw attention, loves life, motion, unrest and even complications, is both dependent and independent, good taste, artistic, passionate, emotional, good company, does not forgive. I forgive. But otherwise dead on.
Dude, you remember the birthdays of your girlfriends -- uh, I mean of your ex-girlfriends? Good man. I am the pine tree, the peacemaker. Bleh. True though, especially away from this BBS.
Drats! But didn't that guy have a number in his moniker? Or was that a new manifestation of him? That guy was horrible. Much worse than me.
<b>Exactly.</b> This pretty much describes astrology. (Not to mention that everyone knows someone born around the same time, and does that person have the same personality or same luck as you?) Some of it fits, some of it doesn't, but most of it is worded so everyone can see themselves in it. (and speaking of <b>PineTree the poster</b>, didn't he have a bunch of other names? B-Bob not necessarily among them. )
i was the Ash tree and it pretty much described me not at all (well except for being unbelievably good-looking). the "shy but self-confident" line reminds me of Frasier reading the opening of A Tale of Two Cities to the guys at Cheers. it was the best of times, it was the worst of times. well, which was it? it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness. boy, this guy really likes to cover himself.
Mine (and Clutch's and pippendagimp's since we all have the same birthday): Hazelnut Tree (the Extraordinary) -- charming, sense of humor, very demanding but can also be very understanding, knows how to make a lasting impression, active fighter for social causes and politics, popular, quite moody, sexually oriented, honest, a perfectionist, has a precise sense of judgment and expects complete fairness.
Well, I haven't typed anything too awfully random today, so here goes. I walked by a baptist church here in San Francisco once a number of years ago. It was during the "gay pride" weekend, and a preacher was out in a loud orange suit (the irony) speaking to a crowd via a megaphone. "I'm sick of hearing about people being this and that orientated. I'll tell you. I'll tell you about me. I am P**SY OR-EE-EN-TA-TED. That's right!" It was absolutely awesome. I almost abandoned my support of gay rights on the spot, but my liberal sensibilities won out.
Hazelnut...It was accurate for the most part. One thing I wondered though was how come a few of those days birthday get a tree all to themselves, huh?
