Ahh today. The "holiday" which actually has less meaning than say, Arbor Day. At least I'm all for trees.
I'm sure I could wiki it, but I'm too lazy to really care. It won't stop me from asking the question though:
How the HELL did this come to be? Groundhog Day, that is. PUHL-EESE (say it like Squidward!)
Having an over-grown rodent predict the end of winter and/or if we'll have more of it.
OF COURSE, we'll have more of it. You're in frickin' Pennsylvania in early February. Guess what? You're going to have more winter. A lot more. Not six more weeks. Try 12.
The only thing this day did bring that was good - was the movie of the same name.
C'mon, yeah it's a
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