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Mittens and Madness

Mittens and Madness If it gets any “hotter” I’m gonna freeze my ass off.!!! Minus ten degrees, wind chill factor minus 35 degrees, my freakin’ carbon footprint is iced over, I’m wearing a hat……..in the freakin’ house. It’s all “settled” science. Kinda like that dispute in fourth grade was “settled”…..I had a black eye, a bloody nose, and a torn shirt. The eye healed, the bleeding stopped, the shirt got mended, but I never forgot the heat of that moment, the chill of the resolution. WE…..WE….had to write five hundred times “I must not fight in school”. Dammit, it was his fault. He took my hat, my mittens, said it wasn’t that cold out, only sissies wore mittens. I felt more like writing “I must not get my ass kicked in school”. I never wore mittens again. If it gets any “colder” I may have to go buy a pair of mittens and go kick his ass. John G. Lawless 2/14/2016

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