Recently I came across this amazing tid bit of info: COLD SUCKS. Sucks big, fat, greasy, floppy monkey balls. No, scratch that, DONKEY balls. Which as we all know is much, much worse then monkey balls. Cause monkeys are cute to some people, but no one says "Awwww" when they see a donkey. Unless of course perhaps that donkey was on the side of the road, with a broken leg or two or four and is dead trying to walk back to the farm after it bought it. But then it's a pity aw, and not a "oh-looks-he's-so-cute-I-just-want-to-take-him-home-and-smoother-his-monkey-ass-in-kisses" aw. Nothing like a chimp in a diaper to get the maternal instincts in us all flowing and undulating, coarsing thorugh our veins like so many diaper-clad chimps, or something, I dunno, I forgot my point. Oh yeah, it's cold outside. So don't go out there. Make a fire, call your sweetie (make HER come over to your house, fuck the cold), and get to makin with the sweet, passionate love doin. Good times, yup.