 BLUE BIRD OF HAPPINESS, MY ASS!
It's Friggin' Freezing. There's snow up my ass, all the food's
covered with 3 feet of this white crap, and you want ME to sing?
What?? Anne Murray's "Snowbird"? P*SS Off!!
Next year, I'm flyin' to Jamaica, and smoke dope!!
Yep! Just like a good Single Malt Scotch, you might call me "an acquired taste" TOO.(among the many OTHER things you may care to call me, of course)
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