Showing posts with label Miss Cleo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Miss Cleo. Show all posts

Friday, September 10, 2010

Miss Cleo Reads Caveman Carty Fortune


"Go head caller, what ya want sweetness? Who dat, honey? Oh, you be Caveman. Aight, Cavemen what can Miss Cleo do for ya? So ya want to be knowin who ya will endorse for mayor? Me know what me talkin bout. Yur closet is dark n deep. The light in yur closet done burned out. Do ya know what Miss Cleco sayin? Ya have no bulb, sweetness. Ya gonna make da mistake of backin tee boy Roy. Ya gonna try not to, but it's just ya nature sweetness. Try as ya might, ya gonna fall under the spell of tee boy and all dat advertisin he do with ya. Ya gonna wait until about tree days before da election and ya gonna give him ya reluctant endorsement. Miss Cleo can see into ya heart and ya life, baby. Even if tee boy own ya soul, Miss Cleco can see into ya heart and ya life.



Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Mini Mayor Calls Miss Cleo



“Miss Cleo so glad you called. What is it ya wanna know baby? No, mon, dis is Miss Cleo, not CLECO. What is yer question now sweetness?  No, my baby, ya will not grow any more taller.  Next question for Miss Cleo.  Me know what me talkin bout. If you tink of a question you'd like to ask me, remember: not much me haven't seen and not much me haven't heard. So don't be shy. OK, baby, will you win da election is what ya wanna know? I've seen some of the plants in your old apartment and of course they died. When you fall in love first tree weeks everything is lovely. Until you find out that she picks her nose and you pick your toes. Dis is what happen to you, tee boy. You was the finest boat 4 year ago, now ya just a fat goat. Me always say, 'Finish your food on your first plate before you get a second plate of food.' Dat is another way of sayin ya ain't got nothin done in 4 years, tee boy.