Yesterday afternoon I was walking my dogs in a tee shirt and shorts while it was in the 70s. Temp then dropped by about 50-something degrees and it snowed. So much for separate seasonal wardrobes.
You should have worn tee jirt and jorts.
Possibly a light joat.
I’m ootl. Care shedding a light?
Jank you!
Jeans are the new beans
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Pshh that’s nothing, it’s been 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13 this week and I still don’t see a pattern!
Sounds like it’s spiralling.
The pattern is in counting the days left trapped in whatever frigid wasteland you currently find yourself in.
Have you already eaten the sled dogs? How far are you from whatever remote village needed medicine?
Do Tauntaun truly smell worse on the inside?
I’m the opposite. If I have even the slightest cold symptoms, before we go to bed I tell my wife: “it’s probably ebola. If I die, I want you to know you were the love of my life. My dying wish is that you move to an island in the mediterranian and take a Greek lover. Leave nothing behind for anyone.”
It’s kind of long, usually lets me get in a hacking cough or two before I’m done.
stupid sexy radioactive acid weather
captain tripps
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Oh look…it’s my mil at Christmas!
At least use a tissue, ffs
