There are no conflicting feelings. There is no wistfulness. I will not mourn.
I hate heat and sweat and bugs and heat. Summer, you can get right the f*%# out of here. Don’t let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya, as the saying goes.
TEAM COLD AIR!
TEAM COLD AIR!
I think you’re thinking of
TEAM SWEATER WEATHER!
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Born in Alaska, currently in Maine: of course I love the cold! Summer’s energy consumption by the air conditioning will...
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AND BOOTS AND STOCKINGS AND COATS, OH YES. (and I will be in the mountains! EEEEEEEEEEE!!! :D)
OH HELL YES
getting fit and all, but what and whom do I have to pay to make sure I never see you in a sundress?
Just so’s were clear: TEAM SUNDRESS.
I think you’re thinking of TEAM SWEATER WEATHER!