dear snow,
it is February 27. it’s gonna be March, like, tomorrow.* don’t you think it’s time that you give it up? now is not the time to be coming around with 15 inches of company. that’s what you’re supposed to do in December. like, before Christmas. when everyone wants a little holiday dusting. not now, when we’re all so over you we could spit. move on, man. move on.
*I know it’s not going to be March tomorrow. but it sounds better that way. and I mean, close enough.
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