That stupid, idiot, groundhog, Phil saw his shadow today. That's right, people. Six more friggin' weeks of winter.
That maniacal groundhog cast his spell of wickedness, and decided to curse my small, Southern Utah town with an abundance of snow.
What a little beyotch.
Who decided that it would be a good idea to let a friggin' rodent determine how long a season is going to last? I've never understood that logic.
Anyway. I just don't trust the guy. However, my family once owned a hedgehog. Now that is a reliable creature. I vote we start a revolution. Next year, come February 2nd, we will celebrate Hedgehog Day.
|R.I.P. Henrietta Hedgehog|