It is officially groundhog day.
I'd say Groundhog's Day or Groundhogs Day .... but I'm not sure what is correct.
Why is my life ruled by appeasing those that know how to properly address an overgrown rodent that according to lore controls the seasons?
It is all nonsense. Poppycock. Bullocks. As is this blizzard.
I am done. The lack of dead bodies is super disappointing. I have all my limbs....
I'll never be on "I survived"