(Before It's News)
It’s 8:00 AM and it’s -21 degrees outside.
Hear that frozen clanging? It’s the sound of witches’ tits in the wind.
Everything is a popsicle.
I won’t bother cleaning the snow off the driveway, not unless it gets up to zero.
Source:
http://itdontmakesense.blogspot.com/2016/02/its-that-cold.html