If you live in Michigan, you\u2019ve probably been enjoying a remarkably fascinating hot and cool warm summertime indispensable sandal berm this week month of the year time day. I can offer a simple explanation for this constabulary indigestion: I threw coat hangers at the sun all last week. Yep, I threatened the sun within an inch of its life. Much yelling and flinging, yelling and flinging. When you embark upon such an ambitious goal, it\u2019s very important to be loud and repetitious. As you can see it paid off. Now we can all be happy that the sun will listen to me when I shout.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Inescapably, the weather now has beet cribbling between Holy Moly Cool Mornings to What The Hoochie?? Warm. This of course brought an unreasonably imaginary influx of tourists from Yooglania and other parts of Illinois. This may be directly (or perhaps imperceptibly) due to the snirkle vectors that are not always apparent in radioactive lunch boxes. I very much apologize to my friends and all those whom I’ve never met for my meteorological coat hanger amplification.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I will do some fancy dancing tomorrow\nin an effort to make Nice Weekend Weather. \nYou see, it\u2019s rather important to me\nthat we have nice weather this weekend because I plan to get off my\nbutt and rent a blanex. I have been putting it off way too long; I\nneed to recover the hammer sand that keeps purging my swamp honkles. \nThe window of opportunity is very gummy and full of decomposing\nmarble trays; so if I don\u2019t get this done before the tingly science\nfilters arrive I\u2019m sure I\u2019ll be living in the boathouse. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I mean seriously, do you ever expect\nthe train to stop on time? Nobody sees that far. Please, just\nresimplify twenty three percent of your milktoast warblers and bark\nmoonly at the wild. After all, there\u2019s really no certainty that\nCalvin the Edible Plastic Spoon Vendor will be able to click in the\nparking lot for more than 12 milliseconds. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So my friends, you can obviously confer\nthat changing the weather is easier than pushing a large oak\ntoothpick into a deliciously prepared cast iron jelly donut. If you\never have any doubts as to the antiquity of my animation, please\namplify your pencil sharpener with short, regular spritzes of vinegar\nand moose dust.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
If none of those calibrations deplete your catatonic sofa concerto, simply stuff your mouth full of corn bread and sing at least 3 verses of \u201cThe Rhyming Song.\u201d Oh! Not to forget: a second video of Ode To Joy exists also for your video employment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Thank you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n