Yeah, in the winter you're like, "I'm all toasty warm with my 57 states... err... pairs of longjohns on. I think I'll get me some hot choc... DAMM! It's FROZEN AGAIN!"
How are all those layers of clothes working for you now, Einstein? Just be happy knowing the only thing you can drink is your own urine... fresh from the tap. Try starting your car... block is frozen... LITERALLY! Touch your tongue to your nose... I DARE YOU!
The only good thing about the cold is you can die of exposure, and everyone will know your facial expression at time of death... IF they find you! In the summer, they'd be lured to you by stench and fly parade.
And don't forget what would happen if the power goes out, and you're house is electric heat. Yep, you guessed it. You die. Just cuddle up naked with some strange hairy man and pray you die before him, so you don't freeze to him while you're still alive. Cause then you'll have to hope a pack of wolves will come along and gnaw him off of you.
To stay on topic, so Leo doesn't come to my house and blow my head off, I'm at home. I'm waiting until Thursday to go out, because Yes and Styx are playing Wednesday night, and I want to wish I was a teen again. I also want my kids to learn that my music is so much better than the crap they play today. So, it's a reminiscing/brainwash lovefest on Wed. Hopefully, they leave the cocaine in the 80s.