There is only one thing that's redeeming about winter. Just one. The rest I can do without. If I never saw another snow flake for the rest of my life I would die a happy and warm person. Snow comes from H E double ski poles. And along with that, Christmas would be so much better if we were to wake up and wish each other "Mele Kalikimaka" instead of "Merry Christmas".
So, what could it possibly be? What could make the lack of bare feet and short sleeves just the tiniest bit tolerable? The one and only good thing that comes from winter is...
So, what could it possibly be? What could make the lack of bare feet and short sleeves just the tiniest bit tolerable? The one and only good thing that comes from winter is...
DRUM ROLLLLLLL
Footie jams! Couldn't you just sprinkle them with a little cinnamon and sugar and devour them whole. Mmmm, warm little piggies in a blanket. Delish.
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