Mar 192013
Looking out my window this morning, here is the winter landscape that I saw:
This is not what those blasted groundhogs promised. They are bold-faced liars, the little creeps. The next time you run into Punxsutawney Phil or Wiarton Willie, keep an eye on your wallet; you just don’t know what the little sons of bitches are capable of.
Dude, you’re living in Ottawa. Six more weeks of winter is EXACTLY par for the course. We have a storm around this time just about every year. :-)
True. But then why do we bother with the bleeping groundhogs? :-)