It's snowing like a mofo out there but.. BUT... I saw a weed growing in my flower bed. A WEED. A living green thing poking it's little green heed out of my frozen, dead plants. Holy crap. Winter might actually end. Not that I don't love 9827319823719231412 consecutive months of winter...
Alive. and. green.
I should go water it or something. Maybe put a ribbon on it. Name it Carl Springer.
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