January 20, 2012
As I look out into the white storm falling I wonder why people love winter so much I’m sitting on my grey couch with Christmas lights twinkling brightly And I don’t see the fun in playing in cold white snow With the snow in my hat and my gloves stinging my hands into submission And when the snowballs fly I get out of the battlefield and head inside where hot chocolate waits

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