So it’s been cold, yucky and icy as of late. Last week, we had temperatures bouncing up and down too, which lead to the ground freezing and then a warmer rain that was flooding the streets everywhere.
It was quite odd, but I believe I understood how it happened. I knew what was going on.
The reason I say that is because, that evening, on the local news, they of course devoted some airtime to the odd weather. They interviewed some local residents who spoke about how odd it was as well.
One guy they interviewed, who spoke about the strange weather, had on the screen, beneath his head, his name and the phrase “confused about the weather.”
I feel so bad for this guy.
From now on, he’s going to be known by all his friends as the guy who’s “confused about the weather.”
He will also never again win an argument with his wife. Not when she can say “Oh, yeah? Well at least I’m not confused about the weather!”
The Channel Two News ruined his life…
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Personally, I'm "confused about The News" & I'd be glad to announce that fact on a tee-shirt.
I could also go for a major thaw about now, if only to facilitate poopsicle and cigarette butt clean-up. I shudder to think what's collected under all that snow...
sort of reminds me of the early days of SNL when they'd show a random audience member and place a caption under his picture that read stuff like: still pees the bed (or something far funnier and able to pass the 1975 censor)
The time I was interviewed, it should have read, "Not aware she's being interviewed about Indiana switching to daylight's savings time."
I kept blathering on about stupid shit, and so, they cut out all my speaking parts.
The bitch also ratted Pickles out, "Her 2-year-old picked FLOWERS on Monument Circle."
I hate news.
Heeeeeeeee to the post and the comments. You guys are way better than any anti depressants I've ever been introduced to and lemme tell ya....
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