Your astrological week ahead for April 19th, with Psychic Bob

Aries, March 21st–April 19th

If your town needs something to put it on the map, that’s not the fault of the town but the map. Maps should have all the places on them. That’s the point of maps.

Taurus, April 20th–May 20th

Not many foods come ‘on the cob’. Makes you wonder why we don’t describe more of it as ‘off the cob’.

Gemini, May 21st–June 21st

‘Carling, darling?’ asks the depressed barmaid to the depressed regular in the depressing Mansfield pub.

Cancer, June 22nd–July 22nd

I take my sausage roll Chappell Roan style please, Greggs: hot, to go.

Leo, July 23rd–August 22nd

In sympathy with the brave refuse workers of Birmingham, I’m not taking the bins out on Tuesday.

Virgo, August 23rd–September 22nd

Is there any way we could tell word processing software that we don’t use footnotes anywhere near as often as it thinks we do?

Libra, September 23rd–October 22nd

I like my women like I like my pancakes. Covered in nothing but a light dusting of icing sugar.

Scorpio, October 23rd–November 22nd

In spring, think of those who have it hardest this time of year. High-flying career women who left their city lives for hunky small-town Christmas tree salesmen.

Sagittarius, November 22nd–December 21st

Every single man, woman and child in the city of Amsterdam is there because they love drugs. Remember that. For a scant few it comes a close second to prostitution.

Capricorn, December 22nd–January 19th

“They say they’re gay, but I notice all their icons are really hot women.”

Aquarius, January 20th–February 18th

So when people wear t-shirts about bands or shows they like, that’s fine, but when I wear shirts about things I enjoy like tits and mashed potatoes, suddenly that’s ‘not in keeping with the ethos of casual Friday’?

Pisces, February 19th–March 20th

Lent’s over. Time to get back on the synthetic opioids.

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A white home counties roadman is ghosted by da wasteman Heaster Bunny

FIFTEEN-year-old Active J, known in his detached home as Joshua Hudson, has unfortunately not received any Easter eggs due to him being all grown-up now.

WAGWAN? Heaster is here, fam. An’ it is usually da time to celebrate chocolate, but Active J is a gangsta crew bossman hadult now, bustin’ a peng goatee, innit. An’ da Heaster Bunny is only for toddlers, like dickhead Drilla.

Yes, fam. Active J is leavin’ da carefree days of single-use vapes behind an’ maturin’ to rehusable, sophisticated vapes. Man will be takin’ responsibility for him’s fruity fog machine, nurturin’ an’ carin’ for it, as well as man’s himpressive facial hair. Active J is growin’, fam.

Parentdem recognised Active J is a hadult bossman an’ ‘ave given man bare respect. Heven though mumdem wanted to put make-up mascara on man’s goatee to make it flex swag, an’ daddem called man ‘Josh’ when him’s woz pissed. Rank, bruv!

So, hinstead of da Heaster Bunny hidin’ lots of da heggs Active J likes dat come wiv a free chocolate bar, da wasteman rabbitdem hid a bottle of Dior Sauvage hafter shave for man. Are you jokes? Are you blind to da hoptics dat Active J is clearly not shavin’?

On da hastroturf, mandem crew woz all talkin’ habout da Heaster heggs dems woz gettin’, but man sed less, an’ gave Lady G a Lindt bunny from da Heaster Bunny, wotever!

Her sed Active J is a gangsta rapper wiv a peng goatee, so da Heaster Bunny thought man woz too boss for a hegg, innit. So rabbitdem – wot was Lady G – got man a can of Monster. It woz safe. Man woz solid, fam. But Active J ‘ad to leave hultra quick coz mumdem sed her make-up mascara woz not waterproof, innit.

When da crew met on da hastroturf today, we ‘ad to listen to Drilla boastin’ habout how him smashed down nine heggs an’ den woz sick, an’ den ‘ad another five, an’ woz sick hagain. Wot a massive dickhead!

Den Lady G gave man a shoe box, an’ sed da Bunny felt bad habout only gettin’ Active J a can of Monster, so woz givin’ man Air Force for Heaster, innit. Man woz shook, but did a TikTok reveal hanyway. Da trainers woz chocolate, innit. Lady G, or da rabbitdem, ‘ad melted Heaster heggs, wrapped trainers in cling film an’ dipped dem’s in.

Active J woz turbo-gassed, fam. Man didn’t heven ask how da Bunny got da trainers out when da chocolate dried ‘n’ ting. Peng gyal an’ man just chilled on da hastroturf an’ scoffed a trainer each, den shared a single-use fruity dessert vape. Lady G sed man’s goatee wiv da hafter shave on woz bare nang. Mumdem woz right habout her make-up mascara. Fanx Bunny, pengest Heaster hever.