There's warm
There's Hot
There's too hot
And there's "I'm not that idiot who doesn't believe in climate change, global warming or that we are damaging our planet so could you please quit playing and turn the air back on"
This in no way shape or form even INCLUDES the heat index which was "walk out here if you want to and I'm gon' make sure you FRY". Stop do you see that, I couldn't find the one for yesterday but 105-120, excuse me? Why is it that damn hot today, to hell with frying and egg thats making the egg cajun style before you can even toss out the freshly cracked shell. I'd lie and say I ain mad about that but now that I was foolish enough to look it up I am. Like I said in the title I was hoping if I didn't get all complainy about the oppressive heat it might go find somebody else to torture but damn. I don't feel like carrying the heat on my back right now, why can't it go visit another play mate. Go hit them folks up in Alaska, I'm sure they could use some extra steamy heat.

Did I ever mention that was my favorite flavor of ice cream and that I ate the whole box by myself last time, it lasted all of 4 days(and only because I beat myself back from the freeze I ate 3 the first day like it wasn't the biggest Fat Aaa{switch the last to letters so its the abbreviation for associate or association} thing I had done since I hoarded like two whole boxes of krimpets to my damn self cause my wife sent them to me from Atlanta, what? Say something I don't like) and I don't believe I threatened to amputate any limbs for eating my mint chocolate chip treats but I might have, I wouldn't put it past myself. Anyway sooo if you just happen to live in a more moderate climate and you want a slightly melty, chubby, black, male computer tech and you have perfectly working AC that basically has Jack Frost locked in an upstairs room blowing frosty holla at ya boy, cause this is ridiculous.
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