OK, yeah, we get it. Trees, flowers, nourishing the soil, blah, blah, whatever. But you've done your job; everything’s all green and pretty now, so... enough. I'm cold, I'm wet, and I'm tired of wiping water droplets off my glasses with my shirt each time I come inside.
And don't even get me started on that dude you came in with--your buddy Cold Front. A little bit of snow on the first day of May was amusing, OK? Gave us all a little something to laugh about and pretend we're shocked by... But now it's mid-May, and I shouldn't be paying for heat anymore, and... enough already. Really. Sheesh.
The love: not feelin' it,