Hot

Hot weather makes grumpy old men grumpier.  I don't know why, but it does.  Right now in Texas, it's hot.  Gets that way every year and I don't know why somebody doesn't do something about it.

We could pipe our heat to Alaska and they could send us some cold in return.  Sure it would cost a lot to do it, but on days when the temperature goes beyond 105, I know a lot of people that would pay.  Heck, we could make it a stimulus project and the Feds would pay for it.

Just how hot is it?  Fire ants are dancing because their feet are hot; you could fry an egg on the sidewalk except they come out of the chickens hard boiled; lady bugs are wearing bikinis; rednecks don't go all the way to the little house out behind the house, they just stand on the porch and let'r rip; there's no road rage because people don't want to get out of their air conditioned cars; and politicians won't kiss babies for fear of getting a heat rash.

If none of this makes sense to you, then it wasn't supposed to.

PMO
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