I do not like being put in the position where I disparage followers of the Wicken Religion or their breasts, but it is colder than a Witches Tit out there tonight. It reads 14 degrees on the Weather Station StanThousand but with the wind blowing as it is, well...it's frostier than a Wickens Boobs.
I would love to sit and write more, but I have a kitchen floor to mop.
Good Day!
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