Leo, the Lion, is the fifth sign of the Zodiac, representing radiant creativity, ambition, and a taste for raw lamb.
Swollen with natural self-confidence, Leos like to lead, expecting others to automatically fall in line out of deference, making those born under the sign most likely to be fragged by their own men.
Leos thoroughly enjoy making their presence known via a grand gesture, such as unnecessarily taking on most of a burden or gallantly fetching a maiden’s panties from their teeth. Their big hearted steadfastness does not go unnoticed by those around them who do tend to wish, however, that they’d stop being such bloody blow-hards and just sit the hell down for once.
Leos don’t like meanness or pettiness and will generally disregard those things they consider to be beneath their notice, such as anyone else’s reflection in the mirror.
They have a strong sense of honor, considering their given word to be law, and will generally pay off all debts even if it means their own children will go without while they shuffle dutifully down to the bookie.
A Leo’s faithfulness is legendary; their defense of family, friend, or that last bottle of stout at the back of the fridge remains unswerving even in the face of humiliating defeat.
Leos love to be admired, not just for their physical appearance but also for their actions, and being placed upon a pedestal by others does not bother them in the least, though they do get awfully whiney if you don’t help them back down once it starts getting dark.
Your Horoscope
This is it – your big day (actually, as a Leo, all the days are yours, you just let other people use ’em ’cause your big that way – and thanks!) but it’s up to you to grab that ring and make a go of it. This isn’t just going to fall in your lap like those peas at dinner last night (don’t worry – only the cat noticed). So, when you see the opportunity, don’t let anything stand in your way: elbow, stomp, and shove. Climb over enfeebled relatives if you have to. Crush toddlers. Let nothing stop you. Miss this opportunity and you might as well have been born a Virgo. Ecccccchhhhh!
This is sooooooo my mother. Explains a lot!!!
Except instead of bookie, it was the liquor store.