Even the infamous Minnesota Wingless Tree Dragons have to eat in this extreme cold. I let it clean up everything that the sparrows threw all over the deck.
I don’t like them and I hate them messing with the feeders but even I have a heart. Ok, maybe a small one but one none the less.
I was browsing Amazon and I found these. Man, I can just see some woman’s reaction if she saw me wearing these! I bet that her heart would be filled with instant lust and she wouldn’t be able to resist nor keep her hands off of me.
Then again, maybe I’d hafta say “Oh ha ha! And you can’t quit rolling on the floor laughing your ass off while you’re at it.”
A Minnesota Winter Poem (author unknown)
It’s winter in Minnesota,
And the gentle breezes blow.
Nearly 50 miles an hour
At twenty-five below.
Oh, how I love Minnesota,
When the snow’s up to your butt.
You take a breath of winter air,
And your nose gets frozen shut.
Yes, winter here is wonderful.
So I guess I’ll hang around.
I could never leave Minnesota
Because I’m frozen to the ground.
It’s so cold out there that I had to open my refrigerator door to warm up the house.
It’s so cold out there if the Police tells a mugger to freeze he does.
It’s so cold out there that my teeth are chattering … and they’re still in the glass by my bed!
It’s so cold out there that pet stores are now selling penguins.
It’s so cold out there that my neighbor has to break the smoke off of his chimney
It’s so cold out there that the rock rattling around in my Arctic boot is my big toe.