Hello, hello and a million hellos.
In light with the current occasion, it sure is breezy and cold. You lucky bunch of blankets. It’s real bad that I’m living nearest to the equator. It’s summer all year round. During spring, it’s summer. During autumn, it’s summer. During winter, it’s also summer! It’s summer, summer and summer. A million summers. The only snow we got here is the melted version of it. It rains and it rains, and it rains non-stop.
How am I suppose to be a dry blanket? Oh bother, I’m a wet blanket now.
I’m gonna blow myself dry now, er, with a hairdryer.
