is a hoot,
as the old folk like to say.
he's down to earth
and homey.
he says things like
it's cold as a penguin's butt
out there.
be careful and bundle up.
if you left your grandmother
out on the porch
last night,
she's dead.
frozen solid.
she's what we call
at the weather station
a granny popsicle.
best get yourself a bottle
of hootch,
stay off the roads,
and love the one you're with.
the five day
forecast is coming up
right after this brief
message about
frost bite,
so hold your
horses and don't touch
that dial.
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