| It's snowing again. I've informed the weather of my feelings on, and concerns regarding, this matter many times, but it seems not to care at all. The white stuff keeps on coming. What is this world coming to when an old man shakes his fist and yells at the sky, yet receives no reply?
I suppose I'm just going to have to deal with it, then. I'll get my revenge in other ways.
Pot Luck is an open thread... |