Do you remember that scene in ‘Clue’ when the group stumbles upon the fourth or fifth murder in a row, and they walk into the room, take it all in, look disgusted, and simply walk right back out?
That’s how I feel looking out the window and seeing the 30th consecutive weekend of precipitation since November.
Disgusted.
Exasperated.
Tired of God punishing us for… whatever we did in November that would merit such a … oh, never-fucking-mind.
Got it.
Well-played, Sir.
I’ll get another umbrella.
PS – Absolutely every moment in life has a perfect ‘Clue’ reaction to it. Especially the awful ones.
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