Kotex In a Polar Vortex

The windchill is 45 below sanity a snow man has frozen snot dripping from his 1 carrot nose but the cold doesn't stop the gun toll in my sweet home Chicago. 27 dead across the Midwest Frozen solid in the echo of their final step. A snow shoveling heart attack, took out a veteran who did three tours in Iraq. Still three months to go till the sunspots warm up my soul. My neighbor kept me awake, wielding a leaf blower. To whisp away little puffs of snow. He knows I work the graveyard shift. but tomorrow I'll give him my happy hello. He's on permanent disability drives a nicer car than me. He's the one who rolled the snotty snowman. into form even with his bad back. Clever little mother#%$&*$ He'll never will have a heart attack. There's a variety of starvation and riots. Thirteen wars going on at present. but the primetime gossips are obsessing about. Trumps big orange belly and wispy hair... Mercifully they cut to a Kotex commercial. It's a good time to coffee up and take a piss. I've got a very serious case of the polar vortex blues.