You know, I can handle the winter. I don't like it at all, but I can handle it - given that the temperature doesn't decrease past something like, -10. So I thought.
We woke up this morning to -35 degrees. That's just ridiculous. It was a bitter cold. Nasty. Just plain nasty. Our trucks were frozen solid. They were big huge hunks of frozen solid steel that didn't want to budge. Finally they decided to give in and start. Absolutely unbelievable.
How do the penguins handle this nonsense in the South? How do the polar bears handle it in the North?
Clearly, CLEARLY, I am not cut out for winter.
I want to hibernate.
Oh and with the bitter cold came...the chappy. I kick the chappy.
Woe is me.
Cold.
Brrr.
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