Effing weather
The effing furnace came on. Middle of effing June, and the effing furnace is running. And that's with the thermostat set to our winter "night setback" temperature for sleeping in flannel 'jammies under comforters.
"They" seem to think we will see the sun tomorrow, special Father's Day gift. I ain't holding my breath.
"They" seem to think we will see the sun tomorrow, special Father's Day gift. I ain't holding my breath.
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