28 December 2006
menopause
Everybody's been griping about how cold it is. I'm going, "No! It's positively spring-like! Scary! Global warming! Global Warming! The End is Nigh!" Throwing my covers off in my sleep. Running around half-naked. Fanning myself in line at the grocery store. Steaming about the corporate greed-heads like to bake me in goddam December!
My neighbor just came out, embracing her torso, "Brrrrr," she says, "how do you like this North Pole weather? Twenty-three this morning. Can you believe it!"
No.
Coulda knocked me over with a feather.
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