Hey, overlord in charge of the weather. I’m talking to you: It’s March, and there’s isn’t supposed to be 3 feet of snow outside our window. Don’t know if you noticed, maybe you like the snow, maybe you’re just a little slow in the head, but again, it’s March. Who do you have to flash to make the snow melt outside already? There. I said it. And now you all know how I feel about the 3ft tall snow banks outside my window.
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